Once upon a time
There was a frog who couldn't change his color
And afraid of predators
He'd never leave his home
All his toxins were so mild that he thought
"It'd only take a bit of salt
To abridge its bad taste
Forget about the poison
It'd only cause a stomach ache"
So the frog thought:
"I won't procreate
I always thought we were disgusting anyway
And who would care about becoming a tasteless prince
And stand a moron princess everyday,
All the frogs around wake up so early in the morning just to dance
So they can glare a princess who's so bored and dumb
That she would kiss whoever tells her that she's fine"