Toad of Colours

//Toad of Colours

Toad of Colours

By Jacob, Y5 Turquoise class

 

Picture this – 2:30am on the hottest night in June

Where he sits here for no reason, eating leaves by the moon

The Toad of Colours, he checks his reflection in the lake

And it’s a face that he knows well

And then he picks up some noises…..the town bell

And in the corner of his eye he spots a fly

To him they’re like whipped cream

And he wakes up his legs, that of course work like a dream

And when he springs out his tongue

The fly won’t even have the time to scream

And then a car whizzes past, and he drops down out of the tree

Down to the ground, without a sound

And creeps back into the bushes

Where he will never be found.

 

2017-11-21T14:41:14+00:00November 20th, 2017|Shout-out zone|