TOADUS
At night, you make alot of noise;
Your back is covered with warts;
You're more fun than any toys,
Because love flows, deep, in toady hearts;
I don't want to capture you;
I want you to, always, be free
To do the things you like to do
And to stop by and visit me;
You hop, bravely, up to my giant shoe
And respond, sweetly, when I pet you;
People ask, "Is this the toad you knew;
"Do you know that he's not sometoad new;"
Of course, I know all your ways
And your path 'round the old oak;
I know where you spend the days;
Oh, my friend, never croak.