Poems About: FROG

In this page, poems on / about “frog” are listed.

  • 313.
    The Frogs Went To War (a poem for children)

    There’s fighting in the duck pond,
    the frogs have gone to war!
    They’re punching toads and kicking newts,
    they’re out to settle an old score. read more »

    Jojoba Mansell
  • 314.
    A Frog And A Toad

    A tiny frog on a lili-pad,
    Was so depressed she felt so sad.
    She wrung her hands and racked her brain,
    And said to herself, I'm going insane. read more »

    Juan Olivarez
  • 315.
    ! ! SAME RHYTHM WITH NATURE FROGS

    There on the couch she snoozes and lay
    Easing her back from a tiresome day,
    Put on music to entice her imaginations
    And there in the forest she found herself in deep hallucination... read more »

    InNer WhisPers
  • 316.
    Play Froggy Mountain Dew Or The Kermit Generation

    Miss Piggy and Kermit the Frog was on America’s Got Talent last night.
    Personally, I enjoyed them a lot more than David Hasselhoff.
    Kermit and his relatives are making a big splash on TV,
    - and everywhere in sight. read more »

    Joe Rosochacki
  • 317.
    For Max And Sally

    The fly was in the belly yes,
    and found therein a frightning mess
    the fly was anxious to get out
    so he flew wildly all about read more »

    Herbert Nehrlich
  • 318.
    Gullible, The Bear

    A Dachshund who was long of hair
    met in the forest an old bear.
    The bear was sitting on a log
    and held in his huge paws a frog. read more »

    Herbert Nehrlich
  • 319.
    A November Night

    The sky is not as dark as I thought it might be though the moon it is not out tonight
    Whilst on the gums in the nearby Parkland brush tail possums snarl and fight
    And in the roadside drain the tiny frogs are singing their songs only tell us of rain
    How they can detect a subtle change in the weather is beyond someone like me to explain. read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 320.
    The Greenie

    A frog, dark green, sat in the gutter
    and waited for the frightened flutter
    of insects native to these parts.
    He heard, that evening, just farts. read more »

    Herbert Nehrlich
  • 321.
    Whispering Meadows

    Look at the blue Lagoon
    Sitting there so brightly
    Green frogs leap there
    Green frogs leaping everywhere read more »

    Alisha Ricks
  • 322.
    The Smoking Frog

    Three men I saw beside a bar,
    Regarding o'er their bottle,
    A frog who smoked a rank cigar
    They'd jammed within its throttle. read more »

    Robert William Service
  • 323.
    Udder Budder

    A frog, with bulbous eyes and green
    was in the mornings often seen
    out in the barn when Farmer Fritz
    was busy milking bovine tits. read more »

    Herbert Nehrlich
  • 324.
    Frogs

    My aunt owned one dog named Linus, the other Bezel
    But her favorite animal was a frog,
    I do not know why but she had so many figures of them,
    You could jog them. read more »

    Rita Hawkins
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