Tree's Frogs After Alfred Joyce Kilmer Trees Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

I think that I shall never fail
to see with glee a froggy tale
more lovely than a poem which
most must with difficulty stitch.

Who's uninspired by froggy frail
sports livid cheeks, flails, features pale.
Frogs' sale may even make one rich
when hopping rhyme stops meter's [gl]itch.

No praise we raise is hyperbolic!
On pond, ground, round trees, fun frogs frolic,
bacterial glands upon their skin
help man agin grim cancer win.

No princess meeting with frog kiss
could fail to tweet eternal bliss,
and other verses rana sings
recount fair future's festive flings.

Sage frog we sing as holy graal
ne'er trite, right pristine risqué trail,
write neither tedious nor kitsch
preposterous, nor piteous pitch.

Wage man in name of culture's flail
culls brazen female framed with veil,
In time of need none sex can switch,
unlike the frog, who'll spawn enrich.

When frog finds itchy leg is pressed,
although he'll jump, he won't protest,
croak lends itself to joke's delight
where faced with sore mosquito bite.

A cloud of frogs is treasure chest
most moonlit lovers has impressed,
with warble charming much unlike
officious neighbours swift to strike.

We rummage words which stipulate
fine frog's resilient verbal gumption,
days, grievance sweeping, meditate
on nightly summer song's resumption.

The nightingale's no consolation
except for poets orthodox,
for Frog's flag flies for every nation
as arcane jumping jack in box.

Against vain heckle we exude
full confidence in frogster's mood
whose speckles toad, more lecherous,
looks on with envy, missing bus.

For toad, four toed, can only yammer
in jaded solitary stammer,
Frog, indistructible none unhinge
resilient, when on singing binge.

Frog never 'toady' has been named
while Man, wet blanket, toady tamed,
would butter up where button down
should be the rule from toe till crown.

When Froggy would a wooing go
we knows he knows she knows he flows,
when Man his future bride would count
he verifies her bank account,
or sperm bank count into account
would take when stakes a large amount,
This challenge Frogster may surmount
in pond no despond's found, font fount.

This skillfull frill full stanza shows
Frog more than Man plans libidos.
Man more than Frog scans, livid, owes
to Nature much, denies the same,
Frog's glory multiples green fame.

Some make frog wince, say toad is prince
disguised for star eyed poetess:
the point's missed since, like instant rinse,
dyed wool's pulled to misguide.
for who frog's kissed sees mist dismissed
mish-mash smashed, swish! No wish denied.

Bullfrog, amphibia at its best,
leapfrogs both land and sea with zest,
while poets on a motor-bike
the kill-o'-metres rarely like.

One day of man is man the guest,
the next the same is second guessed:
Hitch! too few rich, most, poor, hitch-hike
whose rents are raised with spiky hike.

When we, once spent the working day,
reflect upon their milky way:
dream frog from bog to Sevres china,
nothing, surely, could seem finer!

To satisfy the witless diner,
a garlick lick flick feast's not minor,
for leafy legs, sauce swimming prey,
some pray to God by night and day.

To Frog Intelligent Designer
bequeaths a liquid underliner,
through verse liquidity who may
attain who seldom piper pay?

Warm blood, conducive to angina,
cold heart may mask, love's underminer,
cold blood rings true to interplay
keyed into others' right of way.

Tree frog absorbs its Summer tail
nor sees his inspiration stale
before imagination's swim,
advancing with a lithesome limb.

Though poets seek to spread a tale
that may posterity regale,
free rhymers copyrightful brim,
while publishers production trim.

For one, the croak spells fairy-tale,
for t'other croaking's bane and bale.
For Man it means the Reaper grim,
for Frog the means to female whim.

Man, spendthrift, steers uneasy sail,
as climate changes lead to gale
brought on himself, his future dims
despite his egocentric hymns.

Man levers age for pensions fat
Frogs' leverage won't jump at that,
Frogs vilify Man's petty pace
while he glee leapfrog can't replace.

Man's wrong hops make bleary bier
For Frog long hops are but small beer.
Compare: Frog logs bog, wins hands down,
while Man's blog logs are phished with frown.

And so for Frog we go to town
morass marshmallow, glade and down,
More ass, Man harsh, stays shallow fare,
praise on Frog's ways, phrase none more fair!

Frog through cold Winter hibernates,
Man, witless, [s]wells Iran's oil rates.
when Summer is a'cumen in
both Frog and Man hook baited fin.

Though both adore a leafy lane
their motives differ, son of Cain
flees hurry cane as climate's blight,
frogs seize mosquitoes, climb mate light.

Should poem mope it leaves Man's brain
befuddled, pawned and under strain.
Frog reigns, spawns rannic jelly night
while Man, tyrannic, gelignite,
the difference need we explain.
While Man does little but complain
Frog blows up egg to tadpole bright.

While seldom is the Muses' strain
extended those who strive for gain,
when need to feed sets greed alight
in speed few fly creative kite.

Man's wingless, often peacock vain.
Frog leaps, keeps faith, with purpose plain,
with vision steady, black and white,
no colour blindness creeds indict.
Poems are made by fools who see
too little worth in frog or tree,
who bubble reputation seek,
inflating girth, declining peak.

Tree frogs combine much more than we
on earth can ever [cl]aim to be,
frog frugal realpolitik
to arbor essence often speak!
No toady, personality
defined as perspicacity,
strategic geopolitic
protects from foe: fang, crookèd beak.

I think that I shall never see
an outline poem or a tree
that can compare in strength of spring
to tree frogs frolicsome, so sing
their praise, and creativity,
they've spawned a date with destiny
when lice and their humanity
will long be spurned by history.
Leap-frogging insects' swarm or sting
Fair frog shall flourish, fauna's king.