Treasure Island

Dorian Petersen Potter


The Frogs (Faux Limerick)


All these mating frogs that live outside
croak so much I just shout and then cried
they just keep me awake
and won't give me a break
and now my brain is 'bout to collide.

Why don't just leave and move far away
and just let me sleep one of these days
I'm tired of all this noise
just want night to enjoy
when I can't hear their croaking each day!

Submitted: Saturday, July 20, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 22, 2013

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This is so true, it is. I live it now, but still love the froggies, they're so cute! lol...

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