Skippy The Frog Poem by Keith Foley

Skippy The Frog



Skippy the frog alone on his pad,
Admiring his reflection as if his dad.

His frog legs are strong as he jumped so high,
Landing on a turtle he missed the fly.

Thomas the turtle, scared half to death,
As he plunged under the water with barely a breath.

Skippy the frog, laughing, as hard as he could,
Thinking Thomas the turle was a piece of wood.

But laughing at someone he had hurt,
Thomas the turtle ate green desert!

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