Andree Quarles

(North Hollywood, CA, USA)

Ode To A Frog - Poem by Andree Quarles

He slurs and burps in Marshy Fronds,
A Bandolier, all night long.
His alto Voce may be a croak,
He seems to be a happy Bloke.
Ay yes, my friends, you've Pavarotti,
But as for me--I'll take Froggi
Red Cat's Poem My name is Red and I was not well fed,
One reason for joining the Army,
I arose at dawn and went to bed,
But not when I took it into my head.
We did it bivouac in the Army.
I was ready to go when the bugle they blew.
One had to keep up in the Army.
"March, stay in step, You Son of a Gun."
They kept me continuously on the run.
The Army was rough; it was tough,
And my stipend half pay, still
I can truthfully say
Life was not too bad in the Army.

Comments about Ode To A Frog by Andree Quarles

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Read poems about / on: cat, poem, red, son, happy, frog, ode, night, life, friend, running

Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

Famous Poems

  1. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  5. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  6. Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
    Pablo Neruda
  9. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
    Mary Elizabeth Frye
  10. Television
    Roald Dahl
[Report Error]