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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Now the turtles tap in time, to the rhythm of my hops
Bulging eyes that never miss a juicy fly to milk
Emerald skin, webbed feet like gloves of silk
This frog right here, is a truly magnificent sight
Confidence is key, my friends, believe it or not
Even the grumpy catfish, can't help but raise an eye
With a wink and a smile, I turn heads every day
Woke up this mornin', sun hittin' my back
But they ain't got nothin' on me, this pond's my runway stage
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
Such a sight for sore eyes, the most handsome frog you'll see
The ladybugs they swoon, the dragonflies they sigh
He puffs out his chest, adjusts his tie, a microphone in hand
The newts all wanna date me, the tadpoles wanna play
Sure, there's Brenda down the lane, with her long and sticky tongue
There's no frog in the pond, who's quite as fine as they say
Not on a throne, mind you, but on a lily pad so grand
'Cause even a humble frog, can be the fairest in the lot!
A symphony of crickets chirp, a bullfrog takes the chair
Oh, this pond's got style, and I'm leadin' the way
Even the wise old bullfrog, he admits I'm tops
Took a peek in the water, nearly fainted with glee
Just remember this frog's story, and the beauty you forgot
Muscles rippling, a croak that's pure delight
And maybe Herbert the heron, looks kinda sleek and young
Sunrise paints the lily pads, mist hangs in the air
Hopped down to the pond, for a pre-breakfast snack