Drag the words to the correct places to complete the poem. To reset the game, click on the "Reset Game" button located below the poem. This will clear all the words you've placed in the blanks, returning them to the word bank and resetting the poem to its original state with empty blanks.
Sunrise paints the lily pads, mist hangs in the ______
A symphony of crickets chirp, a bullfrog takes the ______
Not on a throne, mind you, but on a ______ pad so grand
He puffs out his chest, adjusts ______ tie, a microphone in hand
Woke up this mornin', ______ hittin' my back
Hopped down to the pond, for ______ pre-breakfast snack
Took a peek in the water, nearly ______ with glee
Such a sight for sore eyes, the ______ handsome frog you'll see
Emerald skin, webbed feet like ______ of silk
Bulging eyes that never miss a juicy ______ to milk
Muscles rippling, a croak that's pure delight
______ frog right here, is a truly magnificent sight
The ______ they swoon, the dragonflies they sigh
Even the grumpy catfish, can't help but raise an eye
The newts all ______ date me, the tadpoles wanna play
There's no frog ______ the pond, who's quite as fine as they say
Sure, there's Brenda down the lane, with her long and ______ tongue
And maybe Herbert the heron, looks kinda sleek ______ young
But they ain't got nothin' on me, this pond's my runway stage
And every day's a fashion show, ______ beauty takes the stage
So next time you're feelin' low, like you ain't all that hot
Just remember this frog's story, and the beauty you forgot
Confidence is key, ______ friends, believe it or not
'Cause even a humble frog, can be the fairest in the lot!
Now the ______ tap in time, to the rhythm of my hops
______ the wise old bullfrog, he admits I'm tops
With ______ wink and a smile, I turn heads every day
Oh, this pond's got style, and I'm leadin' the way