She kissed a frog and got herself a prince
But, of course that was all past tense,
Many times that happy story has been told
He then later carried her over the threshold.
Their life together was filled with joy and laughter
They then lived and had their happily ever after.
I kissed a chameleon and I got a Scot
With a tartan skirt, she was talented and hot,
But, before our story started, it had already ended
To love, cherish and care for she had only pretended.
A different forever, together is now assigned to me
She has different men, and I am holding on to my sanity.
Randy L. McClave
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