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A SWAMP TALE

The  big cat chased the little brown rat,
the  brown rat chased a wingless bat
all fell into  the swamp split splat
now what on earth do you think of that?

They landed right next to a frog
sitting still on a fallen log,
just  chilling in the mist and fog
floating in the muddy bog.

The frog said, “I just can’t explain
this happens time and time again!
are all you animals insane,
from playing here you should refrain. 

I just don’t know where to begin,
you run down here and I can’t win,
someone’s always falling in,
this stress is not good for my skin.”

The rat could swim so he was set,
the cat was scared when he got wet,
the bat was screeching for a net 
the frog then croaked, “don’t panic yet.

 “I can get you both safely to shore,
 I’ve done this several times before,
this seems to happen more and more,
it’s carelessness you can’t ignore.”

‘This swamp is not the place to play
hold on, my friends are on the way.”
They formed a bridge, head to foot they lay,
it really was a fine display.
 

The frog said, “Be careful, take it slow,
in an unfamiliar place you go,
dangerous things might lurk and so
don’t run in  places you don’t know.”

The cat, rat and bat confessed,
of the frogs they were impressed,
and each of them had to profess
staying far from the swamp was best
.
So if you play in a place that you don’t know
Make sure you watch where your feet go!

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