The Scorpion And the Frog
A tale, complex and lethal in its depth,
Two protagonists challenging fate’s wrath.
A quiet, violent man who speaks only when it matters,
A classic hero of the American West, with distinctive manners.
A soft lady, style and substance combined,
Smooth in her nature, elegantly designed.
The story begins with both wishing to cross the river.
A scorpion, eager to cross, seeks the frog\'s help to deliver
Him over the water, since he\'s a poor swimmer.
The frog hesitates, fearing a deadly glimmer.
The scorpion reassured, \"If I were to sting you, we\'d both drown.\"
The frog, naive, convinced, agreed to cross the water brown.
Halfway across, the frog felt poison seeping deep,
Both began to sink, the frog begging to keep.
Hurt and bewildered, he asked,
\"Why did you sting me, knowing we\'d both die?\"
The scorpion replied, \"I couldn\'t help it. It\'s in my nature, something I can\'t deny.\"
This fable shows that some behaviors lead to self-destruction,
But the real story is different, not a mere fiction.
The mysterious man didn’t harm the lady;
They stayed true, even when times were shady.
Together, they crossed the tumultuous waters safely,
Sailing through challenges, their bond never wavery.
Sometimes, love means making tough choices,
Like leaving and letting go with grace, not voices.
In my tale, the scorpion spared the frog\'s plight,
And the Young hero left the lady unharmed and light.
By Young Fella