Lindsay Laurie Land

Her mother was walking the dog
Pursued by a pot belly hog
But in the fog
She kissed a frog
According to Miss Polly Wogg . . . .
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Laurie Avatar
November 3, 2021 at 7:52 PM
G'day Rico ... I was almost afraid to read this but I'm glad I did. The frog didn't turn into a prince, but she broke out in warts - thanks again Rico - Lindsay
Leffanta Avatar
November 5, 2021 at 11:25 AM
Mahalo for letting us know the end! Aloha!
Babcock Avatar
October 27, 2021 at 7:31 PM
Loved it as I am sure my friend Lindsay will too. love phyl
Faulkner Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 4:02 PM
And did the frog become a prince ;)
Cunningham Avatar
October 24, 2021 at 11:49 AM
Hope she didn't croak it lol. Tom
Leffanta Avatar
October 24, 2021 at 11:58 AM
They are too busy multiplying and replenishing the earth Down Under to croak without a Foster's or Swan's . . .
Allison Avatar
October 24, 2021 at 11:30 AM
ha ha ha love it Rico:-) hugs Jan xx
Leffanta Avatar
October 24, 2021 at 11:57 AM
Mahalo, Jan!
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