She kissed the lips
Of a frog
That didn't turn into a prince

And she was convinced
With a kiss from her
Lovely lips he woud turn

Into something much different

But he didn't
He was just a frog
Green with warts
With a tongue long

He sat on the log
As she cried to her mom
He's never going to change at all

He said
I'm sorry
I am a prince in a frogs body
But the only spell that could release me
Is a kiss of true love

So you'll never be my princess
But thank you for the wet kiss

I loved the practice

Perhaps you have a sister