Mr. Toad

In the village down the road,
lives a grumpy, grouchy toad.

His skin is covered in bumpy warts,
and his mood is always out of sorts.

He lives alone in a grassy hut,
the villagers think he's a bit of a nut.

The Pixie Princess decided one day,
to stop by and ask the toad to play.

She brought her ball, she brought her jacks,
she even brought some yummy snacks.

She bid Mr. Toad, "Come out and play,
share with me this sunny day."

Mr. Toad in a voice so gruff,
croaked and cackled in a grumpy huff.

"Playing is not for the likes of me,
won't you go away and let me be?"

The Pixie Princess steeled her nerve,
her determination would not swerve.

She bid again, "Mr. Toad come out!
Don't sit all alone and gruffly pout."

"Everyone needs a friend or two,
I would dearly love to be friends with you."

"Mr. Toad please give friendship a try,
I'll share with you my shoofly pie."

The lonely toad had to admit,
a taste of that pie, he would like to get.

Slowly and surly in a grumpy gate,
Mr. Toad hopped out to meet his fate.

The Pixie Princess with a smile so broad,
watched as Mr. Toad through the swamp did plod.

The Princess bowed and said "Hello".
Mr. Toad's grumpy mood began to go.

She offered him pie and lemongrass juice,
Mr. Toad accepted and said, "My name is Bruce."

A friendship was started over shoofly pie.
The moral is...even a toad can be a nice guy.