A RELATIVE POEM: A FROG MELODY

A FROG MELODY

A peeping sound or that of a bell
To identify each many can't tell
The sound of a ratchet is a Natterjack
One yellow line and a poison gland back
Laughing frogs live in the Marsh
Loud quacking Tree Frogs sounding quite harsh
Whooping calls from tiny frogs
With chocolate , orange, blue gloves and socks
From little tadpoles feeding at night
To the wonders of frogs is my delight