Ode To Colorful Flapper
frog came in hot off a mountain top
buzzing the clouds; would he ever stop?
so colorful! we exclaimed as he got near.
He was full of vim, vigor, sass, truly no fear.
He matched his plane – red, white and blue
With accents of gold, turquoise, green too.
We had never seen such a frog or plane before.
was he the real deal or straight out of someone’s lore?
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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