A few days ago, in the deep dark forest,
I met a prince, he was called Morris.
He started telling me about his life,
About all the good times and the strife,
Then he told me of his best ever day,
It was sunny, the first day of May.
He was walking along the forest road,
When he saw a green and slimy toad.
He was just about to walk on by,
When he heard a small, muffled cry,
“Help me! Help me!” he heard a voice,
“A talking toad?” he thought, “choice!”
Morris bent down to have a look,
It looked like one from a fairy tale book,
Just when he was about to go away,
He heard the toad say, “No, please stay”
So, he picked it up and gave a smile,
Then he asked the toad, “Have you been here a while?”
“Yes,” the toad said in a small whisper,
“And I was wondering could you help me mister?”
“Certainly,” Prince Morris said,
But the answer he heard made him want to roll over dead.
With a gasp, he said, “you want me to kiss you?’
“I’d rather kiss an old, worn out shoe!”
Prince Morris then looked at the green frog,
And then he thought, “Well, it’s not a snog”
He bent down and gave it a tiny peck,
And what he saw, made him gasp, “Blimy, heck!’
In front of his eyes, stood a beautiful girl,
Who made his knickers go into an incredible twirl.
“Thank you,” he heard the fair maiden say,
“But I’m having trouble of how to repay?”
“How to repay?” Prince Morris did shout,
And he saw the girl’s red lips pout.
“How can I repay you for your trouble?”
Prince Morris felt as if he was floating on a bubble.
“Well, you could become my wife,”
“And you could love me through good times and the strife.”
He saw the beauty consider this thought,
He saw her count from ten to naught.
“Oh dear, Prince Morris, my dear’
“Why that’s the most fantastic idea!”
And from that day they are happily married,
The sad thing is the princess miscarried.
But, don’t fret on this fine day,
Because another baby is on the way.
They are living in a big, huge castle,
Waiting for their special parcel.

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