The Groovy Frog

I once met a frog, oh so bold,

Who loved to dance in the cold.

He ribbeted and jumped with glee,

And said, "Dancing is the key!"

But when the music stopped its beat,

He slipped and fell upon his feet.

He got up and gave a croak,

"I guess I'm just a froggy joke!"

So now whenever I see that frog,

I dance along with him in the bog.

For though he may not be so slick,

His spirit and humor do the trick.