Ode To a Toad In the Commode

One morning Dee woke to find the most unusual toad Perched o’er the water line in the “bowels” of her commode She put on gloves and sought to catch the elusive creature But no matter how hard Dee tried, she just couldn’t reach her So to the local newspaper, Dee wrote for assistance A letter to the editor described Dee’s persistence To her shock, the letter appeared the very next day With her email below it for helpful hints to convey Nearly seventy emails made their way to Dee’s inbox Suggestions aplenty on how this critter to outfox Some offered to come to Dee’s house and catch the motley toad A biologist warned, “It can’t swim; don’t flush the commode!” Dee lived very privately and wanted no strange house guests So she declined “in-person” offers to pursue this quest By day the toad managed to slip out of Dee’s gentle grasp At night Dee reached for a toothbrush, felt a slithery clasp The toad she called Todd was quickly escorted out the door Although the potential for warts, Dee certainly abhorred Newspaper staff got a kick out of Dee’s predicament They called the next day to find out how her efforts had went To all of the kind emailers Dee wrote of her success But the public’s interest Dee was unable to suppress So she wrote another letter, proclaiming, “The toad’s gone” Concern for this toad was a noteworthy phenomenon Beneath Dee’s letter describing Todd’s new outdoor abode Was a cartoon and an ode to the toad in her commode *Believe it or not, this is true!!! Happened to me when I lived in a wooded area. A helpful biologist said it was a "tree toad" and couldn't swim.