Friday, March 30, 2007


Dear Frog--

What can I say but: I told you so? I don't mean to sound so harsh, but from the beginning, I figured I was destined to "fuck up," as I so put it. And, well, I fucked it all up. I am sorry. I never meant to hurt you, but so it goes. It is in my nature. Did I not tell you this before? Perhaps, someday there will be one whom I will not sting. I will change my very nature to help this person cross the stream.

Oh, but dear Frog, I feel now that I cannot say that I wish I hadn't messed everything up. As wonderful as our times were together, I feel I would have stung you eventually. As you nurse your wounds, know I will always remember you. I hope that one day you can forgive me.

Scorpion

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The Scorpion and the Frog

A scorpion and a frog meet on the bank of a stream and the scorpion asks the frog to carry him across on its back. The frog asks, "How do I know you won't sting me?" The scorpion says, "Because if I do, I will die too." The frog is satisfied, and they set out, but in midstream, the scorpion stings the frog. The frog feels the onset of paralysis and starts to sink, knowing they both will drown, but has just enough time to gasp "Why?" Replies the scorpion: "Its my nature..."


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The Scorpion To The Frog

You do it to yourself,
You masochistic fiend!
I've warned you time and time again
She's known to bite and sting

Still, as you embrace the pain
Watch for her kiss-and-killing
Not much is worse than to hope and try
While she's ignoring all your willing

She doesn't want any men
No deep eyes or sweet talkers
She knows she'll find, amid the words
Too many liars and walkers

Why bother sorting or weeding?
What girl has the time?
I've wasted all I have to spare
In laying out this rhyme!

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I've always liked that parable. It's sad, but it's true to the nature of life. Things are what they are, and it takes a great effort to change them, even if continuing with the status quo is suicide. Or the shorter version of a similar vein, a leopard can't change it's spots.
-d

Tiffany said...

no one dies in my parable

Anonymous said...

They both drown in the official version. If you want to create a fo-fo girlie version where they make up over tea and crumpets and do each others makeup, I guess that's ok too.

Tiffany said...

no, i wrote one. i ended up changing it to something MUCH simpler before i turned it in and got a 100%
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Tokyo Pink said...

I love your parable, Iffy-tay. Farmer Ben. Ha! It's great