Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

The Prince That Was Really a Toad.

Who are my favourite people to be arround, what a ridiculous question, the answer obviously my friends and family.
I definitely no not want to be around the kind of people I wrote about below.

The Prince That Was Really a Toad

The prince that was really a toad
He lived on Privilege Road
He had no morals or ethical code
The prince that was really a toad

The prince that was really a toad
He lived in the finest abode
All the people admired, to his wealth they aspired
The prince that was really a toad

The prince that was really a toad
Took a trip down Perversion Road
Paid for young ladies, no if’s buts or maybes
The prince that was really a toad

The prince that was really a toad
In him the royal blood flowed
If he should become king in need of a Queen
Where he’s been she should be told

The prince that was really a toad
When driving if you see a mess in the road
I’m sure you will guess that horrible mess
The prince that was really a toad.

All words Meadowhead Bard.

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