Give me a mouse not a toad
Give me a mouse not a toad, Give me a working man not a pampered prince.
Give me a man who can use a chainsaw, not a prince who can't tie his hose.
Give me a man who works to pay the bills, rather than a prince who spends with abandon.
Give me a man who can put away for a rainy day, not a prince who has to have the newest style.
Give me a man who will worry about the lack of rain for the crops, not a prince who worries that rain will ruin his silk and velvet.
Give me a man not afraid of spiders, rather than a prince who slays make believe dragons.
Give me a man who can unplug the toilet, rather than a prince who pampers in front of the mirror.
Give me a man who will listen to advice, rather than a prince who thinks he is God's gift to womankind.
Give me a man who is up with the sun, rather than a prince who is up with the moon.
Give me a man not afraid of grease under the nails and scared knuckles, rather than a prince who wrinkles his nose at a cowpat.
Give me a man who knows the difference between a Philips and a flat screwdriver, rather than a prince who know the difference between a Waltz and Jig.
Give me a mouse not a toad, Give me a working man not a pampered prince.
Give me a man who can love me, rather than a prince who can only love himself.
Give me a man who will show his devotion by standing by me through tears and smiles, rather than a prince with only expensive baubles and flowery words.
Give me a man who love me for me, not prince Casanova on the look out for a beautiful face.
Give me a man who will eat burnt cookies with a smile, rather than a prince who'd fire the cook.
Give me a man who will stay home for the night, rather than a prince who needs to be seen.
Give me a mouse not a toad, Give me a working man not a pampered prince.
Let me kiss the mouse for a decent man, rather than the toad who will turn into a handsome prince.
I'd rather have a man with a good heart, than a prince with the prefect smile.
I'd rather struggle to have the ends meet with my man, than have plush comfort with the prince who doesn't love me.
I'd rather have grease stained pants and dirty socks on the floor than empty words and champagne in the night.
Yes give me a mouse not a toad, Give me a working man not a pampered prince.
For when you kiss a toad you get a prince (remember a witch cursed him for a reason!) The mice are always over looked and maybe screamed at while they scurry around gathering food.
I'd rather eat cheese than flies any day!
Give me a mouse not a toad, Give me a working man not a pampered prince.
~~RKG 5/16/07~~ cheese_whine
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