He slurs and burps in Marshy Fronds, <br />A Bandolier, all night long. <br />His alto Voce may be a croak, <br />He seems to be a happy Bloke. <br />Ay yes, my friends, you've Pavarotti, <br />But as for me--I'll take Froggi <br /> Red Cat's Poem My name is Red and I was not well fed, <br />One reason for joining the Army, <br />I arose at dawn and went to bed, <br />But not when I took it into my head. <br />We did it bivouac in the Army. <br />I was ready to go when the bugle they blew. <br />One had to keep up in the Army. <br />"March, stay in step, You Son of a Gun." <br />They kept me continuously on the run. <br />The Army was rough; it was tough, <br />And my stipend half pay, still <br />I can truthfully say <br />Life was not too bad in the Army.<br /><br />Andree Quarles<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-a-frog/
