What Now Sweet Prince

It rained crystal beads
that bounced and splashed
on my face and curled
my lashes

The thunder played the drums
and lightning
made the photo's
etching drowned people
under rainbow umbrella's

My bright red boots
stood out
in the muddy water
like a murder on a
white starched sheet

I never really succeeded
in catching a raindrop
just tadpoles
swimming in a cup

They didn't become frogs
no matter how hard I tried
I suppose the prince
was a bastard too
like my dog Jim.