A Lucky Frog Poem by Whitney Nicole Albright*
A Lucky Frog
I walked in to the marshes sad
And spotted him there on the lilly pad
He sat there, so very tiny
With slippery feet that were way too slimy
I'd slipped into a place I wasn't fond
And occupied myself with this little pond
I pulled up my long, tattered sleeves
And engaged with this fellow looking at me
Then I decided, I'd kiss him on the head
And he'd turn into a handsome prince instead!
I took his wet body, put his head to my lips
And kissed him there, what a trip!
Frightened, he started to ribbit up a storm
As I waited for him to transform
And then I concluded, alone in that bog
I had been fooled into kissing a...frog! ?
does the frog rebound with fear...? ......... wonderful imagery, quite enjoing,10+, thanks for sharing
I think you had been fooled into kissing a frog. Some people are also like frog, they frighten if you try to love them. A wonderful poem with new imagery, new experience. The frog was lucky anyway...!
This is a wonderful poem, and fun to read I luvvvvvvvvv it.10+++++++++
My, My! ! ! Sweet Whitney gal! You does have yaw way with words girl! ! ! ! VERY cute poem! You all got the masters hand at this poetry stuff! God Bless, and Ya'll keep warm now, and aways from them frogs! ! ! They all croak in the end anyways! ! LOL Linda
The inductive nature of this poem produces a splendid suspense that holds readers captive until the last line. Great write.10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Clever. I'll give you that.