King Happy, Frog of Doom

Meet King Happy, Frog of Doom.
Withought Queen, Under moon.
Though he was a friendly frog,
Tragedy struck him often.
People would claim to be his friend
To take what could be gotten.
The stress had caused his eyes to cross.
Despite his life of constant loss,
He always had his crown.
This King of course he had no land,
No people to call his own.
To be honest he proclaimed himself a King
Wishing not to be alone.
So he always had his crown. (So what if he had his crown?)
Forgetting to take it off one day,
He sank and slowly drowned.

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The funny part is...

**Excuse the cussing, I guess I'm bitter when it comes to women.**

I always hear women say that they're looking for a nice guy.
That they are tired of jerk-off a*******.
The funny thing is that no they are not.
They are tired of that one jerk-off a******,
And are just searching for the next.
Now it's true cycles can be broken
But we are creatures of habit.
Nothing will change that.
Lets say one of these girls met a nice guy.
They would treat him like s***.
Walk all over him.
The funny thing is they will soon be 30
- And not married
Wondering why, oh why can't I find a good man.
It's because you're a b****.
Most guys have NO PROBLEM faking a relationship to **** a b****
The funny thing is most women won't ever tell the difference.

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