I walked in to the marshes sad br And spotted him there on the lilly pad br He sat there, so very tiny br With slippery feet that were way too slimy br I'd slipped into a place I wasn't fond br And occupied myself with this little pond br I pulled up my long, tattered sleeves br And engaged with this fellow looking at me br Then I decided, I'd kiss him on the head br And he'd turn into a handsome prince instead! br I took his wet body, put his head to my lips br And kissed him there, what a trip! br Frightened, he started to ribbit up a storm br As I waited for him to transform br And then I concluded, alone in that bog br I had been fooled into kissing a...