A friendly frog exists as happy Hugh.
His simple life is full of work and joy.
This man, who’s small and plump has humor too;
This froggish man is playful like a boy.
Through clever antics, jokes and every prank,
The folk in Rancho Costa laugh and cry.
Despite this joy, an aging adder Hank
Finds nothing good that Hugh is wont to try.
The house of adder Hank – though lonely there,
Is also clean and neat. While working hard
He leaves his lonely house and fills the air
With snaky shouts at kids beside his yard.
“Your opened books or chores but never play
Is what your tender age demands of you!”
Says Hank in quite a shrieking, dumb display.
He waves his cane and taps his glasses too.
The pavement ball the froggish kids retain
While Hank proceeds to groan beside his yard.
As Hugh perceives the children’s stress and pain
He saunters towards the kids to be their guard.
“A little play beneath the peaking light
Is hardly cause for shouts and constant grief”
A smiling Hank proclaims to ease their fright
Which bolsters up his role as humor’s chief.
“That’s not the point!” with rashness Hank replies.
“They need to strive for more than play and jokes.
It’s late for you, but not for them to rise.”
With cane in hand, it’s Hugh he firmly pokes.
“I’d rather taste of sweet and round desserts
Then withered grapes on vines that never bear.”
The snarky, boisterous Hank with joy asserts.
“Perhaps you need a hint of what is fair.”
In days and weeks, the happy Hugh his sights
He set on quite the rowdy prank to make.
With froggish kids, in days and nights,
In brush they croak around the lake.
The froggish teens enjoy the fun as well
And Hank complains with rage. He loudly says
“I hope you know that I can surely tell
That folk like you can’t spare the time to play!”
But now the noise of goblin croaks are merged
With sounds of every beastly bellow, call or squawk.
By folk in town, the shouts of Hank are purged –
Through every sound and how they gladly talk.
As Hugh escorts the folk who played this game,
He says to Mark who’s sour, dismayed and stern,
“Appeasing bitter folk’s a worthless aim.
To mock is best for those who’ll never learn.”
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