Frogs and Fairytales

March 23, 2006

Why must I kiss a frog to find my prince? Surely there’s a more logical animal or amphibian to pucker up to?

To be perfectly honest, I think I’d rather marry the man who makes the royal cakes, than a prince who used to be a frog. What if he always had alarmingly long springy legs, and short stunted arms?

Ugh, definitely the baker for me, green was never my colour, everyone knows that Princesses wear pink, and that Princes wear blue.

 

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