Scary Mary and The Frog - Lester Queripel and Fred Williamson

Scary Mary dreams she’s a Fairy sitting on a log.
Deep within the forest, talking to a Frog.
Magic wands; rabbits from hats; the grass is always green.
Flowers always bloom in this wonderland supreme.
Shooting stars dance and glide in a heavenly display.
The perfect astral galaxy within the Milky Way.
The rays of the crystal moon, illuminate the skies.
As the Fairy and the Frog gaze into each others’ eyes.
Connecting and communicating in their world of fantasy.
Enveloped and cocooned beneath the lunar sea.
As they share a cup of morning dew, she prays her dream comes true.
Will a Prince be reflected in the stream or is this really just a dream?
As the sun begins to rise and the dawn begins to break.
Scary Mary realises she’s made a big mistake.
There was no Frog, there was no log.
She’d fallen asleep next to the dog! Woof! Woof!

Lester Queripel and Fred Williamson

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