Let me tell you something about unfulfilled dreams:

Once upon a time there was a little Princess.
She was brought up in a happy environment:
Mother, father, sister, brother, dog, cat, white mouse,
And... what else? ... a little frog in a puddle...

The first fairy tale she was told
Was about a Princess kissing a frog
Who turned, in a jiffy, into a charming prince.

Being a Princess,
She dashed into the garden,
Went down on her knees,
Kissed the frog (y-yeach),
Who, to her amazement,
Looked bewildered and then
dived back into the puddle...

Surprised and saddened,
She brought her sorrow to her parents,
Who said that if she wants to have a Prince,
She should grow up first.

So she grew, and Grew, and GRew, and GREw, and GREW...

Until she was old enough to have her own Prince.

Since than,
She kissed so many frogs,
But none of whom became a Prince,
Leaving her with only bad taste of mud on her lips.

Then she tried the opposite,
Kissed as many so called "Princes,"
Who turned out to be frogs.

She still believes in "Dreams Come True,"
And now she has the magic potion.

So if you know a Prince who is hidden in a frog -
Tell him he may come splash in her puddle...