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Little Toad
little toad, little toad –
where are you?
you’re croaking
on your bed of steps;
singing a lullaby
to night to lull it to sleep.
little toad, little toad –
you must be tired
from singing so long,
the world to sleep;
but you continue on,
relieving us from stress.
little toad, little toad –
your calls can be heard
from miles and miles away,
but i hear you
croaking us a song
on the steps of my home.
little toad, little toad.
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I wrote this on April 25th, 2015, when my brother told me there was a toad on our steps and I started singing this randomly and I thought to myself, "Why not write a poem about it, since I like it?" Haha. This is what I wrote, and I remember, hearing the toads and frogs croaking that night.