A tiny Costa Rica frog
was caught in heavy rains.
He hops around to get away
from pitter patter pains.
He chanced upon a tender leaf,
Frog held on tight to stalk,
enough to shade the little frog.
he waits for water stops.
And when it did the little frog
the saviour stalk he drops.
He croaks aloud and naturally
escapes in grateful hops.
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