9) The frog.
There was once a frog who was so proud,
He thought that his croak was really loud,
He also thought that he was the biggest of all.
But then one day, an Ox, who was really tall,
Said "Oh, but I'm the biggest" with a snigger,
And this motivated the proud frog to grow bigger,
So he huffed and puffed,and bew himself up,
He grew bigger and bigger, about the size of a cub.
But then all of a sudden, the frog who was so vain,
Burst with a loud 'pop', and died a death of pain.
A/N
This poem is actually of the story 'The proud Frog', but I wrote the poem myself.
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Shadow
PoetrySo there is a creature... black, dark, formidable... a Shadow. I write all the poems I make up in this book. This is a collection of dark and delightful poems. Hope you enjoy.
