Ferdinand Frog was all agog,
He'd seen a female creature green,
And jumping sprightly from his log,
Was goggle eyed and very keen.
He, creeping up, planted a kiss,
Then everything became all blurred,
He should have been feeling utter bliss,
He didn't know what had occurred.
His ego was all bruised and battered,
His body bounced into the road,
And he was absolutely shattered,
For 'she' turned out to be a toad!
Ernestine, a stunningly humerous write... although, I'm not sure if the toad would find it funny? ! Brian
IF CREATIVITY OR DIVERSITY WERE WEAPONS...THERE WOULD BE PEACE IN THE WORLD, AS LONG AS YOU WERE IN IT, AS NO ONE WOULD WANT THE POWER OF THOSE WEAPONS RELEASED....FINE PENNING, LADY E.! '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK/FJR'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
This is great fun, Ernestine. It seems that even frogs have to be careful who they kiss. hee hee. Raynette
Well I 'reddit' and I loved it, what a great laugh! A Toad eh? umm, ah well, I hope she's a good cook Thankyou for this one Ernestine A light hearted poem full of fun Love duncan
Not sure the female toads will like this Ernestine, but it made me laugh! lol You are a one. Ego's are very fragile things, especially in men it seems! lol Grinning Froget no Tai! rofl
Ernestine, tragedy and comedy finely brought together. A latter day Aesop with a twist.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ernestine, I, like F. Frog, am all agog at how funny this poem is! Well done