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'The Frog Prince' by Stevie Smith

I am a frog
I live under a spell
I live at the bottom
of green well



And here I must wait
Until a maiden places me
on her royal pillow
And Kisses me
in her father's Palace



The story is familiar
Everybody knows it well
But do other enchanted peopoe feel as nervous
As I do? The stories do not tell,



Ask if they will be happier
When the changes come,
As already they are fairly happy
In a frog's doom?



I have been a frog now
For a hundred years
And in all this time
I have not shed many tears.



I am happy, I like the life,
(When I have hopped to the river)
Can swim for many a mile
And am for ever agile.



And the quietness,
yes, I like to be quiet,
I am habituated
To a quiet life.



But always when I think these thoughts
As I sit in my well
Another thought comes to me and says,
It is part of the spell



To be happy
To work up contentment
To make much of being a frog
To fear disenchatment



Says, it will be heavenly
To be set free
Cries, Heavenly the girl who disenchants
And the royal times, heavenly,
And I think it will be.



Come then, royal girl and royal times,
Come quickly,
I can be happy until you come
But I cannot be heavenly,
only disenchnted people
can be heavenly.


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