Ode to a Toad Songtext

He sat and stared at flea and fly

And watched the people passing by

Obnoxious fumes were hanging ‘round

From engines speeding on the ground

Mud was splashing

Horns were clashing

Such an awful toady place

In mud he wallowed - bugs he swallowed

Nasty grins upon his face


What warts he had and pimples too

What awful things he liked to do

Till then one day while feeling foul

And eyeing traffic with a scowl

He saw a bug both big and plump

A nice and juicy buzzing rump

With beady gaze and greedy ways

He sat and waited in the haze

Till there, aha, it came in reach

And so he snatched it like a peach



He tongue was long and lighting quick

Though such a snack would make me sick

He gulped it down with grand delight

Making a disgusting sight



But oh, what's wrong?

He grabbed his throat

His manner desperate I took note

Ah, it seemed the bite was much too big

Now what a greedy selfish pig

But there he was in dire plight

Putting up a gruesome fight

It wasn't pretty, it was not nice

He tried to to call for help - twice



He couldn't ribbit, he couldn't croak

All he did was choke and choke

Finally in desperation

Giving way to aggravation

Out he stepped into the street

Never knowing what he'd meet



A passing car was unaware

Of tragedy occurring there

And lickity split, berbump, ker-splat

The grup was gone...

The toad was flat



A pancake colored brown and green

The spectacle was quite obscene

But I have to say a fitting end

For one so foul and without friend

No one mourned, no one cried

One more toad just up and died

In fact, unless I wrote this ode

None would know of Jair the toad