poem written based upon this image--an online poetry class assignment
He plops on a lily pad like it’s a cushy spa chair, wiggling his knobby green toes and announcing to no one, “Must be time for a mani/pedi.” He uncaps the polish, a shade called Pink Swampy Chic~ and paints each stubby digit with the concentration of a surgeon and the vanity of a bullfrog who knows he’s a looker if only in his own mind. By the time he’s done, the pond is shimmering with reflections of ten tiny fuschia toes and a frog who believes beauty is mostly attitude and a steady hand.
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