There was a fish in yonder pond <br />His fins of which he was not fond <br />For walking was his goal, you see- <br />to walk around like you or me <br /> <br />He leaped up high into the air, <br />and saw a bouncing, bumbling, bear. <br />He was about on two hind feet, <br />the fish found this to be quite neat. <br /> <br />And so one day, he made a vow <br />to grow some feet, he wondered how. <br />He went to bed, yet he was sad. <br />He had no feet, and this was bad. <br /> <br />But when he woke, to his surprise <br />No fins were there, but feet and thighs! <br />For a young polliwog was he <br />not fish, not bird, not man, nor tree! <br /> <br />Twas fun to be a polliwog, <br />but better, a free, fearless frog. <br />While fearless yes, but careless too, <br />They caught the frog; He's in the zoo!<br /><br />Mela Marie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-fish-in-yonder-pond/
