Frog

Every frog must croak That is no joke Agile is the lowly frog Eating insects, leaving bugs, mosquitoes agog They live in water, slime, gook Ugly, ugly face of a spook Green, gray or brown, they populate the ground Frog legs are sold and eaten by the pound Jump, glide around, sit still Croak often, loud and shrill Water is the key to their life They procreate, sleep, avoid danger, strife Little or big they struggle to survive Even a frog is happy to be alive Some become road kill Or a snake's belly they fill They have lived, they have died Some rot, some are fried Dissected in the lab by a sharp knife Warts and all, a vital link in the chain of life