My Poor frog
died today
he was no longer green
but yellowish
he wouldn’t eat
yesterday
I cried for him
even though I don’t think he liked me
I loved him
he never spoke
or made a sound
just ate bugs
and sat around
he was so cute
in a frogish way
I love you Stuy
rest in peace
Author notes
This is about my frog cause he died and i miss him alot. *crying*
Written April 14th, 2005
wow its 2008 and Im looking back on this....this poem is freaking sad...I remember chasing that bullfrog around the house when he escaped once. good ole frog
Rule 4 = Hoot
A contest entry
- Random options. by Shrat.
600 points, ended July 30, 2008, 14 entries
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Oh my goodness, you are disturbingly a lot like me. When I was younger, I would catch toads, and would always be so sad when they died, because I loved them, even though they hated me. I love this poem, great job!
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thanx dana tears. i really miss him
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oh, steph, poor stuy. this was actually a very humorous poem, sadly enough... but also sad of course. i liked this one. it was fun to read with it's... er... confused emotions.
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I know especially bull frogs theyre sooooo cute. if any thing should be descibed as sexy its totally frogs
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OMG frogs are the coolest animals ever!!!!
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