Song for Emerald Cravat

(Once upon a time...)
there was a princess called Lily Rayne
who fell in love with a frog called Cheddar.
He was prince and sole heir
of a lactose-intolerant empire.
Forced from the throne, a devil's deal,
only princess's peck could witch's hex repeal.
So she fished him out and gave him a snog,
but Cheddar remained just a manky old frog.

Gonna be, gonna be alright!
Gotta be, gotta be alright!

Lily said, 'What did I do wrong?
I'm sure my tongue touched a frog's tongue.'
Cheddar despondantly decreed,
'It's not you, baby, it's me.
Ribbet, the truth, ribbet, is raw,
there's a prince out there for you,
but I'm not yours.'
And with a hop, Cheddar was gone,
now their tears are part of the pond.

Gonna be, gonna be alright!
Gotta be, gotta be alright!

O Lily, stop your crying, stop your crying
and dry them pretty eyes.
O Cheddar, stop your crying, stop your crying
and dry them bug eyes.

A frog cannot live on flies alone.