Ayush Patnaik

(1997, November 10. / Delhi, India)

The Frog and The Nightingale


A species of Nightingales,
lived on a planet called Nottingales.
They worked and played their way.
And day to night ate dry hay.

A species of Frogs,
lived of a planet called Trogs.
They were ruled by a frog,
who was eight feet tall.
His name was evil Mog.

A natural calamity in Trogs,
killed half of the frogs.
The other half ran away,
To the planet called Nottingales.
On a rocket called N1-nightingales.

The N1-nightingales landed,
and the empire of Nottingales was handed,
to the tall and evil frog.
Who's name was evil evil Mog.

The situation was bad.
As the nightingales became sad.
Some nightingales called cubers,
didn't take the situation as humours.

The cubers fought for their land.
which was in evil evil evil Mog's hand
On Mog's head, the cubers threw eggs.
So that Mog couldn't stand on his legs.

Nothing happend to Mog as he was too big.
He wasn't like a Frog but like a giant pig.
He hired crows and cats.
Who dressed like James Bond with crooked hats.

Mog marched his army towards the nightigales.
That was like a world war in Nottingales.
Nightingales didn't have enough power.
So they tried saved their lives on a telephone tower.

Sound of laughter came from a frog.
Who was the evil evil evil evil Mog.
He didn't realise the Danger,
When beneath him was a new stranger.

The new stranger was a member of the nightingales.
Who was hatched from an egg called Nottingales.
Yes, the whole planet was a nightingale's egg.
For his life Mog had to beg.

They went away on the N1-nightingales.
On a new planet called Mottingales.
Once again they planet and worked their way.
And day to night ate dry hay.

I may not be Shakespeare,
But if you are Mog you will drop a tear.
I know this story cannot be sold.
But it will give a smile to the ones
who are five years old.

Submitted: Monday, October 28, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013

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The frogs have come to the plant which belongs to the nightingales. The nightingales are slaved and tortured. Finally the whole plant turns out to be a nightingale's egg.

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