The Daring Froggie
Here's a frog poem that was sent to me by Scott MacMartin from Ottawa, Canada.
"I found the
original text to this poem through a source that I should have
tried long ago - an individual who went to school in Ontario at
about the same time as my father (1920's). Here is a copy of the
entire program if you wish to include it in your site.
I went upstairs to the old school book where I thought it would
be and found it almost at once."
THE DARING FROGGIE
Once upon a time on the border of a brook
A wicked little froggie who had never read a book --
Who had never read a story or a funny little rhyme,
Had a sad and tragic ending once upon a time.
The little froggie, sad to say, was very fond of flies,
And thought on this unlucky day that he had found a prize.
"Up, up I go," said Froggie; "I can climb as well
as hop;
I only hope he stays right there until I reach the top.
"I wish this wouldn't bend so much" said Froggie, going
higher:
"I wish that flies would shut their eyes and come a little
nigher.
But he is such a good one and he looks so very fine,
I think that I must have him, for it's time for me to dine."
So up he went, regardless of the danger he was in;
He saw a duck below him, but he didn't care a pin'
But suddenly behind his back the reed began to crack,
And all he heard was just one word, and that one word was
"QUACK".
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