Oh, how long, shall I wait, for this feeling,

To pass over, like a tide, moon in the sky, fresh breeze passing by,

The princess looks over, to the lonely frog,

“How greedy are you today?” She asks.

“Many times greedier than yesterday, I'm starving without a meal, will yoy let me eat you princess?” The frog asks.

“Without my consent, never,” The lizard princess says,

“Come over to my house, I'm serving tea and biscuits, if a frog is to eat me, he should at least be refined,” The princess jingles,

“And how long must I wait, until that fateful meal, how much can tea satiate, my dreadful thirst,” He asks,

“Only so long, till you shed your mask, oh little frog man.” She hums,

“At noon I must come, If not then, never,” the frog calls back.

“Well, I must ask you to line up, your place is at the back,” She says,

The frog gets in line and waits,

The clown next to him smiles,

“She’s worth an eternity? Am I right?” He asks.

The frog smiles, “Or a Hail Mary,” He says with a laugh.