my frog

I once owned a pet frog,

I found him on the side of the road,

The road led to a vineyard in the South of France,

Where me and my frog leared to love life and dance.

One day as me and my frog did the tango,

I suggested for lunch we have pinapples and mango.

We chopped up the fruit slicing away,

Oh me and my frog what can i say,

The fun, the laughs such a time we had,

When I look back now, it makes me so sad.

The day he left me, Ill never forget it,

We were chatting for hours, 'ribbit, ribbit'.

Then all of a sunned I looked in his eyes,

The feeling I felt took me by surprise!

I decided to kiss him, I took the chance,

It couldnt be more perfect in our vineyard in France.

But it all went wrong as we connected,

A white cloud of smoke left me rejected.

My frog was no more as a prince lay before me

I will finish this poem later