The Frog and the Dog
The big bullfrog said to the wiry weenie dog,
“Come out and sun with me on my nice, nifty log.”
The wiry weenie dog yelped at the big bullfrog,
“I can’t get out there since you’re sitting in a bog.”
Froggie croaked back, “Of that term I’m not fond.
I’ll have you know this log is on a crystal pond.”
The wiry weenie dog, not wanting to appear a dud,
Asked, “Which part is crystal; the moss or the mud? ”
The big bullfrog said to show his irritation,
“Forget it wiry weenie dog. I withdraw my invitation.”
Now the wiry weenie dog really felt mighty bad
And said, “I’m sorry big bullfrog that I made you mad.
I’d like to visit you out on your nice, nifty log,
But my short legs might get stuck since I’m a weenie dog.”
The big bullfrog said, 'Just wait a spell.
Stay where you are since I jump very well.”
After three hops, frog and dog were sitting side by side.
They enjoyed the day together till both were sleepy eyed.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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