Under the mistletoe, he sat and waited
She saw him there and hesitated
He didn't look so handsome or so great
But she was no beauty, not a perfect mate
What the hell, it's Christmas time
She kissed him as the midnight chimed
She was surprised, as much as he
To find that it was good, a froggy story
Sometimes a frog turns into a prince
This story is proof, as evidence
Thirty years later, and they still kiss
She says that's the one, I'm glad I didn't miss
Comments
Haha great man
He got lucky
Very apt and ...
... with various rhyme schemes e.g AA, BB. Sometimes how concised a poem is written speaks for itself.
I glued to the poem I saw two lover birds hanging around their emotions and at last it came to fruition.
Love is so hard that no matter how once physique is, when their love emerge it become a die hard.
And it would stand the taste of time.
I love the style adopted in creating this poem. The beginning and ending is very coherent.
Good job Gee...
As one Frog to
As one Frog to
another Frog said.
"Do ya fancy a jump,
as we'll soon be dead"
Obi.