PRINCE FROGS

The ticket agent tells the two blonde gringas
who are gossiping like parrots, for the third time
about their boarding passes for Puerto Vallarta,
then she hands them their tickets.
She says they're for Istanbul, and smiles.
Turns to me and says, You want a middle seat
between two fat cigar-smoking gentleman, right?

Right. And when we touch down in Istanbul
they will turn into princes, or frogs when I kiss them.

1 Aug, 1987
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