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i have a dream

slugboo is a princess

i am a frog

a real frog

not some cheap imitation balancing precariously on a rusty spring still dripping with green paint

she saunters by

yes, princesses saunter

spies me

"oh look a frog - i wonder if it's really a..."

she bends down to pick me up in her soft hands

lifts me up tenderly to her face

gazes at me longingly with those beautiful eyes

"no, it couldn't be"

puts me down and saunters off

i wonder if slugs ever get kissed?

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