Looking at the carnage around us,
even the heavens shake.
The goat looks at me mournfully,
“This wasn’t a very good welcome was it?”
“I’ve had better”
I can’t help but laugh,
“Pleasure to meet you.”
“You too.""
"Though I must say,
do you not have brain damage from all this headbutting?
I am rather concerned for your sanity.
I know that you are cursed no more,
but I wonder whether this episode will leave you permanently injured.
A concussion perhaps?...”
With tears falling out his puppy eyes,
“Are y-y-ou w-w-orried about m-m-me?”
“Well of course I am Max, you’re my friend"
After all was done,
Max lept into the arms of his newfound friend,
relishing the feeling of love that he had not felt in many moons.
“My dear friend, do you see where the purple fog fled to?”
"To the back of the mountains I believe,
where the old man lives."
"Farewell, my friend. And take care"
The frog said as he continued his journey.