When the rain pattered
The frog started croaking
The monkey on the tree warned
'Danger is in ambush'
She wouldn't listen too
'I know, my father
Keeps saying this'
She said
The monkey didn't ask
'Is your father too a monkey? '
The frog got finished
In one hiss
So was she finished
In one miss
With the arrival of the rainy season, the one music I enjoy is the croaking of the frogs. Though there is no music in it, it has a capturing rhythm! Enjoyed this story of the frog and the monkey!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An impressive inscription on Nature is done by you here wisely. I appreciate this poem. Thanks for sharing.