by Tomorrow's Man
November 17, 2002
Princess, come here, I have a toad for you. Only a bit like the last one. Sure, kiss him. You have nothing to lose, since you have nothing to believe. Kiss his moist self. Just like your friends you hate. Just like the scavengers, so many countries away. Hate them, kiss them, get yourself a destiny. Look at his drying grey self there, thirsty and waiting for some moisture. Kiss him, before he dies. Save him, save him, save him your ugly, ugly prince. Here comes true love, Princess; It can live on land. It can live in water. But here, trapped by you and your brutal grin, it can't live without your kiss.
