Nose Rub

A-courtin late evening, at the “Hive Club”

Molly Bee and Frog enjoyed a soft hug

She thought, ‘just a pleasant nose rub’

But he proposed marriage, the crazy Lug

 

In a tropical tree house, down by the sea

Offspring creatin went Frog he n’ she-Bee

With gentle moments eventually

Producing, one offspring, then later three

 

In no time they spilled out the door

Too, too many to count anymore

All leading to a “Log-in-a-Bog” honey store

Necessitatin him to become a stevedore

 

Sweet success led to a franchise

Which also sold various other merchandise

Such as cool shades for those big froggy eyes

Promoted by commercials they’d televise

 

Thinking their bog-log might some day capsize

Whole kit-n-kaboodle sold after only twice tried

Lettin Frog and Molly, vacationing under blue skies

To cross-fertilize while they Romanticised     

 

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

You know a little light hearted silliness in a world on the brink, is very welcome Mr Brown. Carry on clowning:) Much enjoyed on a wet UK day. Clocks have gone back, nights will be very winter.

Chris

[Dave Brown]

yes, the world is a mess
although our clocks haven't turned back yet, it's time for us all to "Move to the Country" and we saw a little beauty there that is just waiting for us
Stay warm

[FGFRANKLIN]

What an all out word fest this was, As Robin would say, "Holy reckless littering of alliteration, Batman!" It was great fun to read aloud and the silliness is contagious. Thanks for the smile.

[Dave Brown]

It's a good thing I don't lisp or who knows how the end result would have appeared
Appreciate your visit