Waiting for my prince one day
I came across a frog
He left a blurb on a site
and I returned a blog
Sitting on a toadstool
I awaited my reply
But the frog gave no response
He only ate a fly-
We looked at each other
without a word to say
And lo the lowly little frog
just slowly hopped away.
No prince to come,
ANd now no frog
But this toadstool sits real well
So I decided to hang around
and wait here for a spell.
The moral of this story is
Dont kiss someone who eats flies
Though he may look like a frog
It could be a prince in disguise

I kissed a frog once and SPOOF!!!!! He became me and I became he, NOW I can't find the REAL "ME"...lol
Good point Tress,,,with a giggle...lol