5Ugly and Grim and Slimy
Depressing and sad it sat
Like a lump on a log
Like a wart on a hog
Outcast from society's hat.
Eyes bulged out in fatness
It seemed about to explode
Slick and wet and squishy,
And smelling distinctly fishy
Oh what a horrendous toad.
Obese and unseemly and utterly gross
Will nobody squash this blob?
It sits in a muddle, making a puddle
With a wart, a lump, and a knob.
If nobody kills it then what will we do
With this dreadful repulsive lump?
It's presence offending,
Gray-green colours blending
A revolting and terrible grump.
Then along came a swatter
Grotesquely descending,
From heaven to earth in a flash.
Splat went that toad
Thus ending this ode –
But forever destroying the toad
The toad.
Forever destroying the toad.