A true frog met a true toad,
by the side of a deserted road.
"Good morning sir!" croaked true frog,
as he hopped towards a log.
"My name is Rana Ranidae,
Pleased to meet you here today."
"I wish you a very Good Morning!"
true toad returned the warm greeting.
"And I am Bufo Bufonidae.
Nice to meet you going this way."
"Please call me Rana." said Mr Ranidae,
"And just call me Bufo." said Mr Bufonidae.
The two gentlemen by the log did squat
And decided to carry on a little chat.
"Are you from the Bufonidae family
that stays by the shade of the Giant Lily,
where the healing waters flow?"
Rana wished to know.
"Yes, I am. That's where my family stays."
croaked Bufo in his usual friendly way.
"And where is the Ranidae army based?"
Bufo added with some haste.
"Oh, we live upstream by the river bank,
where the old farmer's boat once sank."
True frogs and true toads, we are told,
are filled with True Curiosity in their souls.
Soon, their little chit-chat turned
into curious questions, each from the other to learn.
They told each other more and more,
about neighbours, relatives, and stories of yore.
"And who is your great great great grandfather?"
Rana eagerly wanted to gather.
"My great great great grandfather,
was called the Anura Order."
Bufo replied as a matter of fact.
"He received the Order by the Elders' Pact."
"Order of Anura!" Rana croaked with great surprise.
"Oh! What a coincidence. That's very nice!
I never expect to meet a relative like you.
Anura is my great great great grandfather too!"
"That means we're, uhh . . . great great great grand cousins!"
Bufo looked stunned, he stared blankly at the horizon.
"This is unbelievable! Boy oh boy!"
Rana lept around the log with joy
So from that unforgettable day,
Rana Ranidae and Bufo Bufonidae
made it a point to meet for a chat,
beside the old log they would squat.
With the unquenchable fire of True Curiosity,
True frog and true toad traced their ancestry
all the way back to the Ancestor Grand,
Who migrated to this land,
A land swarming with mosquitoes and butterflies,
This is where their future lies.
To this forested land grand ancestor came
Class Amphibia was his grand name.
Thus, true frog and true toad became best friends forever,
They would squat by the log to chit-chat, happily ever after.
"A frog and a toad"
By Harolde Huang,
Sunday 2021.05.02 18:04 hrs
GMT+8
#poetry #poetrybyharolde
