Kiss A Frog, Get A Prison Sentence

Kiss a frog and you get a prince –
A mincing, prancing, preening ponce
Who’ll whisk away and then ensconce
you into his insipid life –
Where evermore you’ll be his wife.

Just a beauty, whose duty is to be seen
(except when you’re spawning his progeny)
No more a person, but just a means
of insuring the fate of his monarchy.

Well, that’s never been a dream of mine,
So stick that offer where the sun don’t shine,
Sorry frogs, but I’d rather go
get frisky, with less risky toads.
(Inspired by #microprompt ‘Frog’)

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Bunny Burns

I love words; both reading and writing them. I've started this site in order to have a depository for all the random ramblings which are continually swirling around my mind. Some of the aforementioned ramblings may be quite serious but the majority probably won't be. I'm a single mother living in Norwich. I'm also autistic. This isn't the defining component of my personality, although it is a significant one, and one which I think has a heavy influence on my writing, which is why I choose to highlight it. I also feel no shame over being autistic and refuse to perceive it as a disability. The way I see it, life is hard work whichever way your brain is wired up. Aside from all things wordy, I also love music. I find it to be an incredible mood enhancer, as well as a great enabler for the imagination. I love all kinds of music, though hard house in particular - as everything in life is better when it's hard... I hope you enjoy my musings and thank you for reading! I can also be found on