Short Toad Poems
Short Toad Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Toad by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Toad by length and keyword.
At the river's edge
so as to scare the ugly cold
croaks in vain a toad...
Lunch as an insect in the fog
Flying in a swamp by a log
For a starving toad
Though surely he's slowed
To a speedy tongue of a frog
jumpity rumpity toad in a pot
transmogrification often is sought
wiggly piggly nose pink and red
Halloween shenanigans often well fed
The Warty Toad swells
as I stomp by his hiding.
Zap! He eats a fly!
Winner 8th place: 1459 New Poem contest, Brian Strand (4/03/26)
I was walking the yellow brick road
When I stumbled upon a fat toad
With feathers for skin
He favored a hen
His face looked like a freakish ode
Once upon a time in the land of Nod
Woman chef who was quite odd
Taught some to bake
Warm toads in a cake
Had a horrible taste but was quite mod
there was a young toad named Joad
who began life as a mere tadpole
one day it is said
he ended up dead
the protein in a Blue Heron’s casserole
I am feeling bored,
Like a toad.
Can't stop being lazy,
When I love to be clumsy.
Guess I will just complete my work and reduce the load.
20/7/22
There once was a dumb toad named Blue
who went around eating white glue;
Horns grew from his head,
His body turned red,
He said, “I should have eaten stew.”
Lonely elf not 5’4, horny toad toon
Hits on maties wives in pubs and saloons
a smidge taller than Manson
yet not quite as handsome
His gal pal elves nudge him to G-E-T -A -R-O-O-M!
I want to be a horned toad
Puffing myself up to enormous fluffiness
terrifying my enemies
eating ant sandwiches as they run from me
squirting blood out of my eyes
confusing them even further
Soon we'll be all settled in our new abode
In the meantime we have big problems by the load
Nothing unusual
Just an average movable
Feel restless, anxious and jumpy like a toad
by Wayne Wysocki
There once was an arrogant frog
Who thought he was king of the bog
But he wasn't so regal
When the bark of a beagle
Scared him right off of his log.
Within every warty frog or toad
that you encounter on the road,
a hidden prince sleeping, lies,
though his tongue just catches flies;
and if I can persuade you this,
I suggest you give me a kiss.
Load from Another Toad Needing Code
Looks like they had dumped another load,
On someone who appears to be big toad;
Likes to croak,
While broke;
Been busy changing things to a new code.
Jim Horn
Trump A Terrible Toad
Thought that Trump was a terrible fat toad,
And around his waste carried a heavy load,
Ignorance did see,
And his stupidity;
No wonder back has been bent and bowed.
Jim Horn
Punctilious conversation
Unknown by this generation
Suggested by eager administration
Hoping to curb dancing gyration
Censorship doesn’t work in our nation
Where felons are revered in Presidential celebration
His newest mouse companion is petite and light on her toes.
She has a fragrance that delights up his nose.
Her fuzzy pink tail gives him a happy little slice.
Bumpy old toad is always falling in love with the mice.
Witch in Salem, you see,
Needs spelling, tee hee,
Wizard held another,
Toad was his mother,
Witchy cast charms,
Warts on his arms,
Bald was his head,
Maidens did dread,
Pustules appeared,
Grinning, witch feared!
The fuzzy toad couple came hopping across the pond
I was amazed when I saw the last lily pod they’d been on
There were four footprints of high heeled shoes.
I was surprised to say the least, now wouldn’t you have been too?
The fuzzy toad couple came hopping across the pond
I was amazed when I saw the last lily pod they’d been on
There were four footprints of high heeled shoes.
I was surprised to say the least, now wouldn’t you have been too?
Wisdom of a Toad
Heavy horses, heavy packs
Hearty travelers, dirty rats
Travel on this dusty road
Passing by a simple toad
That’s in no hurry
For it seems to know
Exactly where the path it leads
If you reap you sow the seeds
("Peyote Moon", 2018, original encaustic)
The Great Toad
At the gateless gate
I met the Great Toad
Sitting tall and wide
And in his gaze
All my needs were known
And met
And in that moment
I passed beyond
Without a trace
(8/17/25)
Tippy Toed Toad loved the rain more than anyone I ever knew.
The only thing he would love better than one shower would be two.
His spots raised up and did a jig with happiness before it was through.
He liked it on his head, he liked it on his tongue and his tippy toes too.
An ode by Jove
to that old toad
who ate my fish
as I made a wish
and kissed him on the lips
to find my prince.
But alas
he had no crown
so I tossed him down
hard and angry in to the briar
at last I saw him for what he was
just a toad and a liar.