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The Princess And The Frog
The Brothers Grim
stepped into Virgin gym
A phone belonging to Tim
had a missing Sim
You see it was the right limb
that had a bit of a trim
so they sat in the rim
throwing troubles in a bin
A great box of linen
filled with nothing more than sin
holding tight to the broken shin
I fetched a roller bandage and pin
it was strapped up by a Owen
As we sat on the beach speaking Dolphin
awaiting the reaper called tonic and Gin
She leaned over and kissed the frog
and through the mist and thick bog
we heard the songs of The Troggs
as we carved history on a log
and ate the rump of a hog
While the earth shook in evening fog
and we breathed the smog
Elevated cloud
star burst loud
he stood in a shroud
looking really proud
applauding the massive eager crowd
They shared rings and were vowed
Knysna flames, a mushroom cowed
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