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As a child, my brother used to call me Frog Eyes. They were this size even when I was four. I looked like a camel.

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Hop Frog

Well they call me a juicy hop-frog
you can see me in any wood bog
don't you know that they call me the hop-frog
hopping frog
I'm a hop-frog
a hop-frog
they call me the hop-frog
hop, hop-frog
They call me the hop-frog
see me in any wood bog
don't you know that call me a hop-frog
hop-frog
They call me the hop-frog
see me in a wood bog
they're calling me a hop-frog
hop-frog
You can see me in a ballroom
you can see me in a bedroom
you can see me in the woods
hop, hop-frog
They call me the hop-frog
they call you the hop-frog
well they call you the hop-frog
hop, hop-frog
Frog

song performed by by Lou Reed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Phileas the Frog

Phileas the frog was awfully large -
To see the muscle in his thighs -
A sight bedazzling to your eyes!
With plenty there to feed a town -
If you would dare to take him down!

Phileas the frog could tow a barge.
One hefty bound could clear a tree -
A scary sight I'll guarantee!
And something else to make me dread:
Were he to land upon my head!

Phileas the frog was known as 'Sarge -'
Accounted by that massive chest.
No other frog would care to jest
That tidy Phileas!

So if you've sense and know your place -
And hold some value to your face,
Then don't get supercilious
With Phileas!

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Frog

France and China feed from your demise,
Restaurateurs are not exactly chums,
Oh how they rave about your tender thighs!
Gourmand orders - another frog succumbs…

frog
frog frog
frog frog
frog frog
frog frog
Frog frog

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Frog Prince

look at the frog so small and cute
top to tail in his green suite
never dry not always wet
every child wants one for a pet

only the newt for a friend
swim in the pond from end to end
deep under water breath held tight
look at him swim such a delight
hear him call all through the night
a prince in waiting a king by right

leaping high jumping long
for his size he is so strong
from lilly pads he loves to hop
as he hits the water plip plip plop

see him catch the fly swallow swallow
with a blink of his eyes gobble gobble
look at the frog so small and cute
top to tail in his green suite

poem by John Mc Cudden
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To and Fro

the child jumped over the frog
the frog jumped over the child
the child jumped over the frog again
the frog jumped over the child again

the child jumped forth
the frog jumped forth
the child jumped back
the frog couldn't do that

poem by Femia Cools
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The Sad Frog

There was once a sad frog
He was very sad
Chlöe hit him
The frog looked at his is frog hands
'What' said he
We are all sad sometimes.

poem by Liam Zarebski
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A Little Frog

A little Frog could well be
A beating Frog in camouflage
A jumping Frog cold, scary

A poisoning Frog breathing through the skin
An Underwater Frog flooding…
A Drowned heart in love with...
The little Frog.

poem by Florida Angel
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They've Put A Brassiere On A Camel

They've put a brassiere on a camel,
She wasn't dressed proper, you know.
They've put a brassiere on a camel,
So that her humps wouldn't show.
And they're making other respectable plans,
They're even even insisting the pigs should wear pants,
They'll dress up the ducks if we give them the chance
Since they've put a brassiere on a camel.
They've put a brassiere on a camel,
They claim she's more decent that way.
They've put a brassiere on a camel,
The camel had nothing to say.
They squeezed her into it, i'll never know how,
They say that she looks more respectable now,
Lord knows what they've got in mind for the cow,
Since they've put a brassiere on a camel.

poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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I am pleased not to call you brother

I am fortunately unfortunate
Not to call you brother
For a brother is never
Envious of his brother
He never prays doom to his brother
He never stabs on his back
He never plans against him
He never lose his faith in him
And you did everything with me
Which a brother cannot do with his brother
So I am pleased
not to call you brother.

poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Long Necked Ruminant

So you think a camel is just an ugly animal,
a camel has kissable lips and eyes like
Marilyn Monroe; and it gives milk, low fat and
nourishing. But I bet you didn’t know that.

When a four wheel, stops by lack of petrol in
the sand of Sahara, the camel with its padded
cloves trudges along, smells like hell, but
who cares when it can bring you to an oasis.

Sweet dates, cold water and languor under
palm trees, a dream comes true, but do not
forget it was a camel that brought you there.
And have you ever tasted camel cheese?

poem by Oskar Hansen
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I Looked At You

i looked at you,
and saw the fugitive
in my mirror.
i looked at me,
and saw the child in you.
i looked at God,
and saw the stranger waiting.
i looked at the stranger,
and saw my brother in need.
i looked at freedom,
and saw the bars of the cell.
i looked at the bars,
and saw my spirit walk free.
i looked at anger,
and saw forgiveness waiting.
i looked at forgiveness,
and saw the hands of love.
i looked at my body,
and saw the bird leaving the nest.
i looked at the nest,
and saw a world made of straw.
i looked at today,
and saw the scars of yesterday.
i looked at yesterday,
and saw the dawning of tomorrow.
i looked at the seed,
and saw the plant in fullness.
i looked at fullness,
and saw emptiness the seed.
i looked at you...

poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Frog and the Lion

A LITTLE FROG WENT OUT ONE DAY
TO HAVE A FROGGIE WALK,
HE SAW A LION ON HIS WAY
AND STOPPED TO HAVE A TALK.

AND THEN THE LION SAID TO HIM,
THERE’S FLIES UPON MY BACK,
AND I AM FEELING PRETTY GRIM
WHILE STANDING IN THIS TRACK.

SO IF YOU CLIMB ABOARD MY FRIEND,
YOU’LL HAVE A LOVELY FEED,
I’LL FLICK MY TAIL SO I CAN SEND
THE FLIES TO FILL YOUR NEED.

SO FROGGIE CLIMED ON LION’S BACK
AND ATE AND ATE AND ATE,
AND LION STOOD UPON THE TRACK
TO WAIT AND WAIT AND WAIT.

ONE DAY LION LOOKED AT FROG
AND SAW HIS EYES WERE DIM,
THEN LET HIM DOWN INTO THE BOG
SO HE COULD HAVE A SWIM.

AND THEN THE FROG CAME BACK AGAIN
THE LION TO ATTEND.
HE CLIMBED BACK IN THE LIONS MANE,
THE LION WAS HIS FRIEND.

AS TIME WENT BY THE FROG GOT FAT.
AND LION WAITED ON.
THEN FROG WAS EATEN BY THAT CAT,
AND SO THE FROG WAS GONE.

THE FROGGIE IN THE LION,
JUST SCHRIVLED RIGHT AWAY.
THE FROG WAS FULL OF POISON.
THE LION DIED THAT DAY.

THE MORAL OF THIS STORY.
IS TWOFOLD, LISTEN ON.
JUST BE VERY CAREFULL,
BEFORE YOUR DAYS ARE GONE.

CHOOSE YOU VERY WISELY
THE FRIENDS WITH WHOM YOU GREET.
AND DON’T BE LIKE THE LION.
BE CAREFULL WHAT YOU EAT

poem by George Savige
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The frog on a log

There once was a frog,
Who sat on a log,
And didn't know what to do.

He looked around,
Sat on the ground,
Then saw the birds flying above.

The birds were high,
High in the sky,
And looked like they wouldn't come down.

The frog watched and stared,
Then got scared,
Then he ran off into to town.

poem by Andrew Robinson
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Walking The Frog

I have a pet frog
We go frog walking every day at 6pm
He is fine until he sees another frog
He sniffs & then tries to jump
I pull him away

Last week we had a problem
My frog stopped to do his business
A passer bye said stop your frog fouling
I cleared up after him but it left a slimy mark
The other man slipped on it

My frog likes water
Especially ponds
He likes jumping on lilies
The local gardener is mad
Control your frog he shouts

Well now Im in trouble
Despite the sign
Beware of the FROG
He bit a policeman
A fine guard frog

My frog is now banned
From walks anywhere
Poor froggy is in a cell
Eating flies & drinking water
Its a frogs life

poem by Alan Draper
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The camel never sees his own hump, but that of his brother is always in his eyes.

Moroccan proverbs
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Frog Poem(duh Duh Duhhhhhhhhh)

Leap frog,

Jump frog,

Everywhere you go frog,

Smile frog,

Croak frog,

Everywhere you go frog,

stomp, stomp, stomp

SQUASH! ! !

Bye, bye frog.

poem by Maddy Jen
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A Parable

a frog, always the frog
has always been a frog
servant to the fog, but
one frog one day decides
to be a bull to the dismay
of the frogs in that little pond
to the ridicule of the bulls
nearby but the frog learns
to be a bull and bully has
he become until one day
he gains the respect of the
other bulls to the pleasure
of the sun to the disdain
of the fog on the hills

nothing is impossible
to the power of the mind
this the frog follows
through and through

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Camel

A camel
That walks alone
Across the desert unending
Has no pretentions.
Every camel is so.

A camel
That has a hump large and
A physique strong
Is a marvel to none.
No marvel at all.

A camel
Treads before me at times
Leaving a track to follow and
I carry my small luggage
No caravan is seen.

A camel,
A desert,
A track and
Me.
There is a breeze blowing from somewhere!

poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Im My Eyes Your My Hero Not My Brother

In my eyes you’re my hero
I look up to you
You are the greatest person in the world
You could do no wrong
In their eyes you’re my big brother

You’re my idol
You protect me
You’re always here for me
You’re my rock; I want your approval on things
I idolize you no matter what

We’re ten years apart
And wherever you are
I will always look up to you
You’re the greatest big brother in the world
You mean the world to me

Nothing will ever ruin that title
You will always be my hero
You’re my role model, always has been
I always love you
I’m not ashamed to call you my big brother

I take pride in my brother
You’re up on my pedestal
I will always look up to you
With that twinkle in my eyes
Because you will always be my amazing big brother!

poem by Sxc Babe Xxx
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