A snake and a frog
Out of a hole near a pond so small,
A baby frog gives a croaky call.
But mama frog is nowhere around—
A snake lies waiting; dangers abound.
The baby frog peeks out of the hole—
It knows its fate—no frog would console.
With fear, it leaps out into the pond;
From there, it finds a way to abscond.
It doesn't know snakes crave a bigger meal;
That hole is all the snake came to steal.
Who knows—a big frog might soon hop by.
Such juicy meal no snake would deny.
It's the next morn the baby frog knows
In a nearby snake, mama's soul goes.
Only luck will shield him from their jaws
Even if he hops without a pause.
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