there was a little tadpole a friendly chap was he
swimming in a pond where he long to be
he would spend all day swimming round and round
he was very happy in his tadpole ground
looking for some food always on the go
as the weeks went by his legs began to grow
his body started changing now no longer thin
he had big round eyes and great big chin
now tadpole he had grown in to a lovely frog
he love to pass his days just sitting on a log
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A lovely poem Jim of growth from a humble beginning into nothing majestic but still a big frog in a small pond. Well done my friend
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