A Froggy Sort Of Poem

• James Hewitt, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2007

A little frog leaps,
Into a still and calm lake.
It flows quietly.

Another frog jumps,
It lands on its back and flips.
It joins the fist.

They find a green pad,
They jump on and see a third.
They croak together.

The third goes away.
The first says to the second,
"Whats with him?""What the?"

The two of them turn,
To see 16 other frogs there.
They all croak proudly.

The End (froggy Style)