The Bully Frog

I want to thank Michael Shultz for the title of my story. I couldn't think of one and he threw one out there and it stuck.

There once was a bullfrog
who lived in a bog.
He was
BIG.
He was
green.
He was
very
very
MEAN.


He would eat your brother
or even your mother,
if you were a rat,
or even a bat.
If you were a turtle,
he wouldn't care.
He ate a snake
on a dare.  
He ate a bird
right out of its nest.
But even you
could never guess
that he'd eat a little frog
and carry on
like nothing was wrong.


So when the heavy rain came
and washed him away,
everyone thought
hip-hip!
Hurray!
No one even
bothered to look.


Meanwhile the bullfrog
was cold and he shook.
He was lost.
He was cold.
He missed his dad
and even the mold.

Then a beast,
so BIG,
snapped a twig
and looked his way
with bright glowing eyes.
The frog,
he thought
of all of his lies,
like the one that said
that he ate a bird
right out of its bed.
Or when he said
he would eat his brother.
Even the one
about eating your mother.

He squeezed his eyes, so tight.
He squeezed them shut
with all of his might.
This bullfrog was
quite a sight
with his eyes squeezed tight
and shaking with fright.
But when he felt
a human hand
his eyes popped out
and he started to scream
and he started to shout.


Ribbit! Ribbit! Ribbit!”
That's all the man heard.
“Let me go! Let me go! You giant old turd!”
The man just shoved him into a box.
 Then the guy
did something strange.
He took the bullfrog home
where he soon got a name.
The man had a son
who thought it would be fun
to give him the name
Froggy.


Soon “Froggy”
found out
they had a doggy.
It was black.
It was
wrinkly
and
very
very
stinky.
It followed him
around
and around
and around.


The kid thought it was funny,
but the mommy
did not.
She screeched
and she screamed
until “Froggy” was caught.
He was put into a cage,
but he wasn't alone.
It turned out to be
an iguana's home.

The Iguana was
BIG.
The Iguana was
green.
The Iguana looked
very
very
MEAN.



Froggy looked at the iguana
and started to freak out.
He started to scream.
He started to shout.
“Be quiet,” the iguana said.
“Go to sleep.
Go to bed.”

Then he closed his eyes
and put down his head.
The bullfrog jumped
far away.
He stayed up all that night
and all the next day.


Until finally the Iguana asked,
“What's wrong with you?”
The bullfrog,
he knew
what he had to do.
He jumped into the iguana's
food tray.
“If you're going to eat me
then eat me, okay?”
He squeezed his eyes tight,
waiting for the iguana's
sharp bite.
Instead he heard laughter.
“I'm a vegetarian.”
And the bullfrog
and iguana
lived ....

Happily
Ever
After.