The Frog and the Crocodile

Deep in the land of midnight dreams,
Where moonflowers bloom under moonlights beams,
A strange stream flows beside a flowing bed
Where the enchanted princess lays her head.
The princess lies asleep forever.
Under a spell some say may never,
Ever in a hundred years
Be broken except by her true love’s tears.
The prince, however, is spellbound too.
While sailing on an ocean blue
A sorcerer with his magic wand
Made the prince a frog in a pond.
Now the frog prince has hopped beside the stream
Where his beloved princess must dream
And though he tries and tries to cry
His large frog eyes remain bone dry.
And so caught up in his weary trial
He doesn’t see the crocodile.
The crock with hunger on his mind
Has searched his dinner for to find.
Seeing the frog prince in all his grief
Thinks at last he’s found relief.
He eats the frog and starts to shake.
He blinks his eyes and starts to quake
And from eyes drops fall and alight
Upon the princess in her plight.
The princess from her dream awakens.
And for her love the crock mistakens.
She kisses him and ever since
That old crock has been the prince!
You see the prince knew all the while
Once eaten he’d be part of the crocodile.
Willing to die if the princess woke.
Sacrificing himself the spell he broke.
And when in love the favor returned
Crocodile back to prince was turned!
So in remembrance throughout the years
All Crocks when eating will always shed tears!