Children Poems

Another Bug

 

 

"Don’t kill the toads, the ugly toads,

That hop around your door.

Each meal, the little toad doth eat

A hundred bugs or more,

He sits around with aspect meek,

Until the bug hath neared;

Then shoots he forth his little tongue,

Like lightning double-geared.

And then he soberly doth wink,

And shut his ugly mug.

And patiently doth wait until

There comes another bug!"