Like pale puddles of water
Abandoned under the brush,
It might as well be a nest of
Snakes. Darn mosquitos
Everywhere, draining the
Blood from bodies.
Tag: brush
Jumping Frogs
One day a friend of mine
And I decided to go fishing.
We packed our fishing
Gear and food to last most
Of the day. We began to
Fish from the bank when
We heard a rustling noise
In the brush around us.
Suddenly hundreds of
Jumping frogs as big
As cats came straight
For us. They looked
Carniverous, and had
Huge red sticky tongues.
We were so afraid that
We ran off and left our
Fishing gear.
Wordman of Alcatraz 