I’m bored
said the locust to the frog
life is short
time to lift the fog
A simple game
no time to rest
a game of wits
the ultimate test
The frog said nothing
staring into the sky
too comfortable to move
that is no lie
The locust began
popping the frog’s face
game has begun
a silent race
No response
the locust did it again
the frog sat silently
not engaging this friend
One more attempt
locust flitted his wings
then in a loud voice
he began to sing
The frog remained silent
then with the swish of his tongue
the locust was digested
the frog had won
Playing a game with an enemy
is never a good plan
the locust learned the hard way
the frog’s stomach is not a pleasant place to land
The frog sat content
croaked loudly I have won
in a game of wits
I am second to none
copyright 2026 Debbie Pierce
Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #374 – Mom With a Blog
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Do you ever wake up with Bullfrogs on your mind? Today I find, I do, thanks to you.
Fun poem, Piper!
Thank you. I hear them sometimes in the quiet of the early morning singing the songs of their people. Interesting sounds to accompany the birds. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
Great life lesson here 🙌
So true. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
Thanks you too 🩷
The moral of the story-don’t get bored!😅
So true. 🤣 Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
You, too, my friend!❤️
fun poem Debbie! 😀
Thank you. It was a fun picture. Have a wonderful day!