For whatever they're worth, these are all I have written since the template overhaul. I tried and tried to come up with some back story or some epilogue to the first of these, but I couldn't. If I do in future, I'll re-publish the poem again.
The second was written as a response to the question that is now its title. This was one of those random questions that blogger throws up that you can choose to answer so that people have a better idea of who you are.

The Princess and The Frog

The frog told the puckering princess
The one with the luscious, inviting lips
Before you kiss
I must tell you, miss
I suffer from acute halitosis.

The princess smiled and lisped
Never fear, my potential prince
You may comfortably stink
I won't feel a thing
(Because luckily for you
Even if you do)
I have blocked sinuses.

The children are waiting! Please tell them the story about the bald frog with the wig:

The frog with the bald pate
With the princess on their first date
Mustered up the courage to tell
Cleared his throat, swelled, and began, "Well..."

But before he could even reach
The next word of his speech
The power was back, and there was light
(As God intended it to be)
The children shouted with glee -
"We can watch T.V.!"
And the story was left for another night

(Of course, the real reason
For the power to have arrived
At a moment most opportune
(Or infuriating, depending on whether
You're the unfortunate reader
Taken for a ride)
Or the unimaginative story-teller
Who's sea of stories has long dried
Is that I couldn't imagine
What the frog with the shiny pate
(And on his first date)
Felt couldn't wait
Till after the Kiss
By the eminently kissable princess.)