Grandpa Frog Fools Sly Witch
the sly old witch crept down to the bog
hoping to get some legs of an unsuspecting frog
the frog she found was granddaddy, wise and smart
getting the best of old witches was his favorite art
He slapped her into quicksand really quick
that frog was intelligent, his dendrites thick
He said never come back if I let you out
She was released shortly and gave an enormous shout
Ran from the bog and never came back, never never
Told the tale to no one, for it made her sound less clever
But from that day on the bog frogs were totally safe forever
From the old witch and her relatives, they came back never.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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