tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020960402708303830.post7831240004769714956..comments2024-03-28T14:53:38.827-04:00Comments on BLCKDGRD: What Is Attested Is Attested ToUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020960402708303830.post-54494113278372942522016-07-25T11:52:16.166-04:002016-07-25T11:52:16.166-04:00ashbery's poem speaks of frogs, and i quoted ...ashbery's poem speaks of frogs, and i quoted a poem about a frog in a comment at fafblog's last posting. nearly five years ago now, which was a drawing of a frog and a toad sitting in a tree reading<br /><br />http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6233/6325539619_32b86c4166.jpg<br /><br />at that time i wrote<br /><br /><i>The picture reminds me of a poem, sometimes recited by my late father of blessed memory, even in the last years of his long life. He learned it in the early part of the twentieth century, as a Canadian schoolboy. It appears in the 1909 edition of The Ontario Readers Second Book. I regret that I have been unable to find any more information about the poem or the author. You will note that, unlike the frogs in the drawing here, the frog in the poem had never read anything. Some learn from the experience of others, while others can draw conclusions only from events they encounter themselves.</i><br /><br /><br /><b>The Daring Froggie<br />-- by James Clarence Hawer --</b><br /><br />Once upon a time<br />On the border of a brook,<br />A wicked little froggie,<br />Who had never read a book --<br /><br />Who had never read a story,<br />Or a funny little rhyme,<br />Had a sad and tragic ending,<br />Once upon a time.<br /><br />This little froggie, sad to say,<br />Was very fond of flies,<br />And thought on this unlucky day<br />That he had found a prize.<br /><br />"Up, up I go," said Froggie,<br />"I can climb as well as hop;<br />I only hope he'll stay right there<br />Until I reach the top."<br /><br />"I wish this wouldn't bend so much."<br />Said Froggie, going higher;<br />"I wish that flies would shut their eyes<br />And come a little nigher.<br /><br />But he is such a good one<br />And he looks so very fine,<br />I think I must have him,<br />For it's time for me to dine."<br /><br />So up he went regardless<br />Of the danger he was in;<br />He saw a duck below him,<br />But he didn't care a pin;<br /><br />Till suddenly behind his back<br />The reed began to crack.<br />And all he heard was just one word --<br />And that one word was "Quack!"<br /><br /><br /><br /><b></b>mistah charley, ph.d.http://mistahcharley.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com