The Purple Frog
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queensky
queensky typical teenager w a sad soul
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a fun lighthearted poem i wrote when i was in middle school for a bell ringer in ELA class. still one of my favorites to this day :)) sorry i’ve been MIA for a bit, i’ve been stressed with school and have been on spring break this week. also had a little bit of a writers block lol. more poems to come!! <3

The Purple Frog

A little green frog sat on a tree,

A little green frog sat on a tree, “Oh how I am plain and boring as I be.”

A boy came by with a bucket of paint,

A boy came by with a bucket of paint, This boy was trouble; he wasn’t a saint.

The boy tripped and spilled paint on the frog,

The boy tripped and spilled paint on the frog, And just like magic, it started to fog.

The frog turned purple and smiled with glee,

The frog turned purple and smiled with glee, “Oh how no other frog will be unique as me.”

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