Spawning Season

Written by eklastic 

A fat and clumsy, yet basically happy toad
Hopped exhausted down the old country road.
She followed her star.	
Then collapsed next to her mating spa,	
And gasped: “Next year, I find a river and float in a boat.”

Laughing Along with a Limerick: Road

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