The Fiddler and the Frog

It all began as normal The fiddler's practice session. Lively rousing tunes Were his prime obsession. A frog leapt suddenly with a croak On the final rise of the bow. " Keep playing! We'll collaborate! " He ordered with a bellow. The fiddler laughed and asked the frog, " Do you know any songs? " With widened eyes, patience worn thin, He yelled, " Just play! I'll croak along! " He did just so and to his surprise They harmonised quite well. Though the frog was bossy and rather rude, The fiddler fell under his spell. Since their first rehearsal The local towns and pubs they tour. The fiddler obeys the frogs commands So his ears don't get sore. Written 18th January 2023 For: The Fiddler and The Frog Contest Sponsor: Craig Cornish