Fanny found a funny frog
Frolicking near a foggy bog
Fancying herself a friend
Fanny followed the frog to the end
Farther into the fog they strayed
Fumbling through the misty shade
Froggy's hops grew more erratic
Fanny feared a problem, problematic
Finally, they reached a field
Full of flowers, fruits, and yield
Froggy, famished, began to eat
Fanny, too, found a fruity treat
Feasting together, they frolicked more
Fanning the flowers, feeling grandeur
Froggy, fond of his new friend
Facilitated Fanny's fairyland trend
Fanny, frothy with joy and fun
Felt free to frolic with everyone
Frogs, fairies, and furry friends
Forevermore, she'll have no ends.
About the Creator
Poetry is my soul's language, and I wield words like a paintbrush. From heartbreak to hope, I capture emotions and spin them into verse.
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