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The Fiddler and the Frog

There once was a fiddler from Fartsie Oh Midler 
who played in the park with a naturous tether      
a one legged man 
by a river of tan 
with one gimpy leg that sat still as a peg, oh what a sin    
He finished his gin then he sat with a grin   
just as ready as old Dr. Quin; 


In this grassy remote where the frogs like to gloat   
they were never content when the rivers did bloat       
one frog hid in rent      
without a red cent         
in a fiddle the size of a broom no bigger than, an over sized spoon;    

There once was a clever who had an endeavor
to never reveal his God send  
together they played from morning to noon 
while jointly they made their amends. 
 

January 19, 2023 
Sponsor	craig cornish
Contest Name	The Fiddler and the Frog

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Marikate Kingston January 21, 2023 at 12:15 PM This is just so darn clever and fun to read!!!! I close my eyes and I can hear the frogs early in the evening, "gloating" in your funny poem. I used to spend the summers on a lake in the Adirondack mountains and come the late afternoon, that was one of my favorite sounds. Your poem made me giggle. :)

Bj Legros Kelley January 19, 2023 at 1:59 PM What a fun write, very cute! Mystic Rose Rose January 19, 2023 at 2:07 PM Thank you BJ, for dropping by, glad you enjoyed this humorous romp :)

Clifford Villalon January 19, 2023 at 9:52 AM Narration with a very soft voice... Fascinating! :) Mystic Rose Rose January 19, 2023 at 10:16 AM Thank you dear Clifford

Victor Buhagiar January 19, 2023 at 9:27 AM Would be magic to see a one-legged fiddler play and a frog sing. :) Mystic Rose Rose January 19, 2023 at 9:48 AM Thank you dear Victor, have a precious day :)