One day a I was walking fishing a stream when I heard a voice. I looked down, and there sat a frog.
"I may look like a frog," said the frog, "but I'm actually a lovely Princess who has been transformed into a frog by a terrible spell."
"How awful!" said I.
"The only way to break to spell is to take me home and go to bed with me. When I wake up in morning, I'll be transformed back into a beautiful princess," replied the frog.
I said; "At my age I would rather have a talking frog."