I wasted too much time kissing loads of toads
Consider me lucky to not have caught warts
I would sit, and I'd wait for the prince's odes
For him to bring a ring made of raw green quartz

I kissed toads at the bog — smooched toads on back roads
I made witty jokes — my own clever retorts
Fully trust me when I say I thought up loads
I would laugh at myself —...