There once was a man, he sat on a log.
Upon that log there sat frog.
He looked at the frog, the frog said, "Ribbit."
I just felt like posting this, don't you get it?
He grabbed the frog. it tried to hop away.
He said, "Oh no you don't", and chopped off it's legs.
He peeled off the skin, and rolled them in flour.
The fried them up for 1/5th of an hour.
There on the plate, sat the frog legs.
Seasoned and battered, just the right way.
A little salt, a hint of pepper.
Add some spice, to make best taste ever.
He ate them up, they hit the spot.
He waits for more, upon the log.
He waits for, another frog
Hahaha~ Cute! Did the man eat frog legs for dinner?
Lol yea but i wasnt going to post it
Whoot! Frog legs for dinner. :D I never actually had frog legs before, but my Mum said she used to go bull frog hunting with her grandpa when she was little and that it tasted like chicken. :o
I use to go frog gigging(bullfrog hunting). I think they taste like whatever you season them with, its the same with chicken. So yea i guess i guess they do taste like chicken lol.
They taste kinda like a combo of fish and chicken. :o
But I loved this poem. xD Was humorous.
Thank you aThrondir(Thank you applied also) I tried to make it funny
I love dem cajun frog legs, I guarantee!!
Im from Louisiana and so is he.
Cajun frog legs i garauntee.
Wait that rhymed LMAO