Toady Sings the Moon
O, the old toad talks
To the equinox,
But he sings to the harvest moon.
Cuz his little pollywogs
All swam off in the bog,
And they’re getting gobbled up by a loon.
The chance is remote
For an antidote,
And they’ll all be gone by noon.
See, the moon was on the lake,
but he wasn't quite awake,
and Old Toady really needed a boon.
O, moon, don’t shine so bright,
Or I will lose my kids tonight!
Please, moon, a fingernail,
So that old loon will not impale.
Dear moon, no wax, just wane,
Or I will likely go insane!
O, the old toad croaked,
And he cried till he choked,
But the moon didn’t hear a thing.
So he found a hollow log
In the middle of the bog,
And he brought all the game that he could bring.
O, moon, o please, o please,
I’m begging you down on my knees.
O, moon, I’m begging you,
I have no other kids than these.
Well, he roared so loud
That the noise shook up a cloud
From the pollen that was on the trees.
And it echoed off the lake,
Such a racket did it make,
That it rattled the old moon’s cheese.
Well, the moon just sighed,
Shook the cheddar from his eyes,
Bellowed, who is disturbing me now?
Then the toad stood his ground,
Said, the dog is not around,
And I don’t know how to find the cow.
But the loon is on the prowl,
And he’s acting pretty foul,
And he’s gobbling up the kids as we speak.
And if you don’t kill the light,
Pretty quick tonight,
Then their chances are looking rather bleak.
While they talked, came a breeze,
Blew the pollen from the trees,
And it landed in the old moon’s eye.
Well it made him wheeze,
And he started to sneeze,
And he thought he was going to die.
Then his nose began to squirt,
And his head began to hurt
And he said he had to go lie down.
So he headed off to bed,
Put a cover on his head,
And there wasn’t any light around.
Then the loon had a fit,
But she had to quit;
She speared herself because she couldn’t see.
Old toady got excited,
Got so tickled and delighted,
That he threw back his head with glee.
O moon, my dear friend moon,
Please get well, but not too soon.
O moon, I thank you so,
Now I can watch my children grow!
Copyright ©
Jeff Kyser
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