Pretty Pink Frogs
Little Freddy Froggy
Was a special kind of frog
Rhyming off the alphabet
While sitting on a log
Every seventh letter
He would leap up in the air
And hope that when he landed
The log would still be there
Once a great big gust of wind
Moved the log downstream
Freddy landed in the drink
Oh what an ugly scene
His temper started showing
As he then began to mutter
Couldn't remember letters
That followed one another
Just then a fairy princess
Came by and saw the fuss
She scolded Freddy Froggy
For his temper and his cuss
She cast a spell and to this day
That's why all frogs are green
A pretty pink before this fuss
Now green for being mean!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2013
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