The frog that ate the grumpy old witch

"A story about a mean little woman.."

There was once a grumpy old witch..
Who lived in the woods by the sea..
In a little smelly wooden hut..
With a captive little smelly frog..

This grumpy old witch is a prick..
For she loves to whine and twitch..
She lived alone in that smelly old hut..
For the villagers shunned her, from her disgusting words..

When things went her way..
She would brag and cackle with glee..
When things went the other way..
She would curse till everyone flees..

One day, the grumpy old witch was casting a spell..
In front of a huge cauldron full of slimy goo..
She started off with various swears..
To make a beautiful princess's life a pain to bear..

She churned the goo with a big wooden spoon..
Her legs ached and itched all at the very same time..
She bent over to taste the ladle..
The frog came over and knocked her over..

The grumpy old witch furiously screeched..
"You nasty frog, get me out of this mess!"
The frog tried to holler..
"You grumpy old witch, you deserve to be ditched!"

And with that sentence, the frog kicked the cover over the pot..
Letting the witch simmer and boil..
The flames grew larger while the frog started feeling hunger..
The frog decided it was time for supper..

Along came the princess whom the witch wanted to make miserable..
The frog invited her down for some goo..
As they both looked into their bowls..
The princess realized the broth smelt gross..

The frog chomped down on his delicious supper anyway..
While the princess watched him in horror..
For with the emptying bowl came a scary soul..
A twisted face with flakiness..

The princess covered her eyes while the frog demised..
Soon all was left was a puff of smoke..
And in the place of the frog was a handsome prince..
Who had glorious blond hair of shimmering gold..

So the story ends with the same old pen..
The Prince and Princess lived happily ever after..
In short, wicked witches deserved to be burnt..
If not boiled and simmered and eaten with tasty butter..

The fairy dancing in my garden of eden

Wild streak from something so sweet
Eccentric taste for all material things
Nude simplicity in its rawest form
Shocking complexity is her hidden irony
Hail this fairy princess from my garden of eden
Imagination is nothing but an overactive state of mind

The knife in her head

A vulnerability..
An insecurity..
A burning question..
Many flaming questions..

Self-inflicted wounds..
A manifestation..
Beyond control..
A hysterical laugh..

A blushing bride..
A competition..
Two double-edged swords..
Three blind mice..

Money is the root to many evil..
Passion is the revenge to some mistakes..
Greed is the fruit of the grandest misfortune..
Empathy is the essence of emotions..

Stars are the shapes of solar-rocks..
Heart is the shape of a bleeding organ..
Triangle is the shape of a magnificent hat..
Square is the shape of a box to hide her in..

A smile is a twitch of the lips..
A frown is the bitch of a witch..
A smouldering gaze set the hearts on fire..
A breath is exchanging oxygen for life..

Commonality

It has been said that love existed before time..
It is a primary emotion that every living creature feels..
"Always to be cherished and always to be held dearly to one's heart"..
Words of promises that can be heard from any one vow..

Regardless of location, race, gender or religion..
It is a commonality that binds one person to the other..
From down the streets in New York, to over a rainbow in Venice..
Across broad continents, and down below amongst a sunken city..

Mankind cries in many different languages..
Some of sorrow while others are of happiness..
But when tears are shed..
No longer any spoken barrier, and nothing is needed to be said..