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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required This is the Third in a series that I wrote for my son a few years back. I wrote the first and he asked for more. I think they got a little better with each one, but am also a little biased. Hope you enjoy..... Remember young Walter and his bungled escape That wound up with him in a terrible state? Bruised, but still able to think quite clearly. Dreaming of another chance, No Really! Bullfrogs do dream, but usually at night; And mostly of mealworms, beetles and flies. But, Walter was different and lived for the day When opportunity for freedom would come his way. He thought that his luck was turning for good When Joey appeared with a boat made of wood. Carried to bath in the hands of the boy, Where the sight before him brought him great joy He wriggled his way to get better peep At the porcelain pond about ten inches deep. The vessel was placed in the water first, Then Walter on top, he thought he would burst! He dove straight in drink and started to swim. And felt the cold water envelop him. He swam it’s full length and then back in turn. He was gathered back up and eagerly squirmed. For the water was clear and felt just too good, To bother being still on that boat like he should. Joey was called to another room by his Mum. Now it was time for Walter to have some fun. So back in the water he quickly returned, To swim on his own and not be disturbed. He made several laps before tiredness hit; He was getting a bit knackered and wanted to sit. But realized now that there was no way out! The sides were too steep and he couldn’t shout! For the words of a bullfrog if to you and me spoke Would all sound the same… nothing but Croak. Walter started to panic and swam a bit faster, But this would lead only to further disaster He tried to clamber back onto the boat, But now full of water it would no longer float Walter’s kicking and thrashing had filled it to brink, And with all of his splashing it started to sink. And with it the hopes of one Walter the Frog Who wished he was safe back under his log. But then to his rescue came Joey again, To pull from this peril his little best friend. Now safely at home in the warmth of his bed Recalling his day and its fortunate end. Walter fell asleep and started to dream, Of things that make little girls scream….
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