Mr. Perfect Pond
Richard
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. Take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Muscles rippling, a croak that's pure delight
The ladybugs they swoon, the dragonflies they sigh
Emerald skin, webbed feet like gloves of silk
Took a peek in the water, nearly fainted with glee
So next time you're feelin' low, like you ain't all that hot
And every day's a fashion show, where beauty takes the stage
Bulging eyes that never miss a juicy fly to milk
Sunrise paints the lily pads, mist hangs in the air
Not on a throne, mind you, but on a lily pad so grand
Woke up this mornin', sun hittin' my back
This frog right here, is a truly magnificent sight
And maybe Herbert the heron, looks kinda sleek and young
Even the wise old bullfrog, he admits I'm tops
There's no frog in the pond, who's quite as fine as they say
Oh, this pond's got style, and I'm leadin' the way
He puffs out his chest, adjusts his tie, a microphone in hand
Now the turtles tap in time, to the rhythm of my hops
A symphony of crickets chirp, a bullfrog takes the chair
Confidence is key, my friends, believe it or not
Just remember this frog's story, and the beauty you forgot
But they ain't got nothin' on me, this pond's my runway stage
Even the grumpy catfish, can't help but raise an eye
'Cause even a humble frog, can be the fairest in the lot!
With a wink and a smile, I turn heads every day
Sure, there's Brenda down the lane, with her long and sticky tongue
Hopped down to the pond, for a pre-breakfast snack
Such a sight for sore eyes, the most handsome frog you'll see
The newts all wanna date me, the tadpoles wanna play