FROGGIE SERENADE

Have we not all one father?
Hath not one God created us?...
Malachi 2: 10

frog serenading

Leaping upon the Poppy head
Is a green tree froggie amphibian
He devours bugs in flower beds
Scouring picket fences with big grin.
frog clip

With his hand on microphone
He sets down nail to hammer;
His gravily hoarse baritone
Booms noisily with clamor.
frog clip

Many crickets chirp along
To lend flavor to the song
Froggie croaks.. then burps
Til raw throat begins to hurt.
frog clip

frog climbing tree

The tree frogs have thirteen species,
Most are two inches long or less.
They have suction pads at toes tips
And they climb vertically with ease.
frog clip

Several dozen eggs in each patch females lay;
Within one week... hatch into tiny tad poles~
They are born near bogs and water holes,
Male frog's sing..."HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!"
frog clip

©Written by Andrea Jeanne Petersen
In dedication to father's everywhere.
Some of the verses underneath my photo, " Green tree Frog"
contain true facts from Reader's Digest No. American Wildlife,
otherwise the rest of my poetry of course is fiction and fantasy.
("The frog in the poppy" photo on top of my page is a product
of my imagination with the help of Adobe photo Deluxe.)

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