Hairy Wombat

A Toad - Poem by Hairy Wombat

A toad sat on a railroad track
and polished there his scales.
He could not reach his centre back
with his long fingernails.

He found a hammer and drove in
ten nails into a board,
then scratched his midback with a grin.
How strange, you say, good Lord!

First time I saw a toad so odd,
he morphed into a prince.
I've trusted my Almighty God
in all these matters since.

Comments about A Toad by Hairy Wombat

  • (6/16/2008 2:43:00 AM)

    I cane not believe this tale
    with principled matters involved
    tis sort of very hairy.. from
    a scaled backed grinning toad ... aroha
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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 16, 2008

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