These be the songs that Elaerina Cragsinger sang at the wedding o’ Lady Aurla and Lord Turgen.  It tells the story o’ their first kiss, and o’ the wish at the wishing well that finally bound them together in true love.  The two hae left our lands now, but such a love bears rememberin.

 

Long ago a centaur lass

Lost her heart I have heard tell

Tae a handsome pollywog lad

Do not laugh - she loved him well.

 

'Twas a quandry though, 'tis true

Though their love was ne'er slacking

For he'd nae legs nor even arms

And her swimming skills were lacking.

 

Said the centaur, "I have heard

That a kiss undoes a curse

E'en if a centaur prince you're not

Could our fate be any worse?"

 

"Oh, please do let us both find out!"

Cried the pollywog with fervor

Although the lad did truly fear

That he did not quite deserve her.

 

So as she knelt down in the mud

Up hoof and mane he dared

Toward his lofty goal, aye

The lips o' the centaur mare.

 

His goal he very soon did reach

Bent down as gentle as ye please

But then he tickled one fine hair

And the centaur lass did sneeze!

 

Through the air the froglet flew

From centaur nose into the sky!

But did our brave young lad give in?

Nae, he climbed back for another try!

 

And after only two more sneezes

With muddy landings for each one

Our pollywog did kiss her lips

His noble quest was finally done!

 

 

 

 

The air it shimmered once

And with a pop and a small splash

The centaur gal that he did love

Had become a gorgeous pollywog lass!

 

She spluttered, aye, but only once

Then they gasped, and then they giggled

And finally smiling in true love

Side by side, away they wiggled.

 

The moral tae this story

It be old, but it be true

Tae break the curse ye kiss the frog

Dun let the frog be kissing you!

 


 

The Wishing Well

By Elaerina Cragsinger

 

A coin drops from a single hand;

The wish it holds falls from above;

A maiden sighs but once, so softly;

Declares then her undying love.

 

Amongst the other wishes nestled;

In water dark and rimed with frost;

The maiden's coin glows bright long after;

Others have their luster lost.

 

Above the wishing well time passes;

Two souls respect and friendship learn;

And while above no words are spoken;

Below, in waters dark, hope burns.

 

And then one day two new coins fall;

To join the one wish faithfully held;

Two friends now turn and smile with joy;

Two wishes into one dream meld.

 

 

And as before, the maiden sighs;

While in the moonlight from above;

The water in the wishing well;

Reflects two hands entwined in love.