Frog poem

Good morning says the frog Sitting on the log Talking to my dog How was you day What do you have to say It was ruff Oh that is tough Says the frog Sitting on the log Next to the ledge By the waters edge Your nose is cold You must feel bold Sticking your nose on me Curious as can be It is not every day Someone can hear what I say Stumbling across such as I Sitting here enjoying the sun in the sky Eating this fly Nothing better to do Than talk to you This is how I spend my days Love it in so many ways Will stay here Without fear Says the frog Sitting on the log Talking to my dog Sit here till the summer starts getting old Nights starts getting cold Then I sleep Do not weep I will be back I have flies to attack Says the frog Sitting on the log Talking to my dog