The Fiddler and the Frog

There was a fiddler. How he loved to play! He had two sons. In wooden shoes they’d clog while he would fiddle, and his little dog would prance with them! They didn’t always stay inside their little shack, for sometimes they would go out to the porch. There was a frog who’d come to visit them and all agog, that frog would watch the merry group all day. The frog was fond of music, so he’d croak the fiddler’s tune in singing froggy style. The fiddler and his sons would laugh and joke to hear the frog sing for them all the while. The hopping frog danced with the dog and folk. “By gosh,” they said, “that frog’s sure versatile!” Jan. 23, 2023 for The Fiddler And The Frog Poetry Contest of Craig Cornish For Brian Strand's Contest begun Feb. 12,2023