Poems and Favorite Songs


A Fairy Tale for the Assertive Woman

For the princess in all of us
For women everywhere........
Once upon a time,
in a land far away,
a beautiful, independent,
self-assured princess
happened upon a frog as she sat
contemplating ecological issues
on the shores of an unpolluted pond
in a verdant meadow
near her castle.
The frog hopped into the Princess' lap
and said: Elegant Lady,
I was once a handsome Prince,
until an evil witch cast a spell upon me.
One kiss from you, however,
and I will turn back
into the dapper, young Prince that I am
and then, my sweet, we can marry
and setup housekeeping in yon castle
with my Mother,
where you can prepare my meals,
clean my clothes, bear my children,
and forever feel grateful and happy
doing so.
That night,
on a repast of lightly saut�ed frogs legs
seasoned in a white wine
and onion cream sauce,
she chuckled to herself and thought:
I don't fucking think so.



Hunter by Dido

with one light on in one room, I know you're up when I get home
with one same step upon the stair, I know you're look when I get there
If you were a king up there on your throne, would you be wise enough to let me go
for this queen you think you own
wants to be a hunter again, wants to see the world alone again
to take a chance on life again, so let me go
the unread book and painful look, the tv's on, the sound is down
one long pause, then you begin, oh look what the cat's brought in
if you were a king up there on your throne, would you be wise enough to let me go
for this queen you think you own
wants to be a hunter again, wants to see the world alone again
to take a chance on life again, so let me go, let me leave
for the crown you've placed upon my head, feels too heavy now
and I don't know what to say to you but I'll smile anyhow
and all the time I'm thinking, thinking
I want to be a hunter again, want to see the world alone again
to take a chance on life again, so let me go



Northern Lad By Tori Amos

Had a northern lad
well not exactly had
he moved like the sunset
god who painted that-
first he loved my accent
how his knees could bend
I thought we'd be ok
me and my molasses
But I feel that something is wrong
But I feel this cake just isn't done
Don't say that you Don't
and if you could see me now
said if you could see me now
girls you've got to know
when it's time to turn the page
when you're only wet
because of the rain
he don't show much these days
gets so fucking cold
I loved his secret places
but I can't go anymore
"you change like sugar cane"
says my northern lad
I guess you go too far
when pianos try to be guitars
I feel the west in you
and I feel it falling apart too
Don't say that you Don't
and if you could see me now
said if you could see me now
girls you've got to know
when it's time to turn the page
when you're only wet
because of the rain
when you're only wet
because of the rain





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