The Feminist Fairy Tale

Care of one of my lovely lady co workers.
I think this is something all you lovely feminists can relate to. And something you should be sharing with your daughters (and sons).

Tiara fun!

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 set up housekeeping in your 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,
as the princess dined sumptuously
on lightly sautéed frog legs
seasoned in a white wine
and onion cream sauce,
she chuckled and thought to herself:


I don’t fuckin’ think so!