This is the story of frog named Ed

Oh, hi blog. Sorry to neglect you, but I had better things to do for a while, like have a social life and watch season one of Mad Men. But I haven't forgotten about you completely, blog. Here is one of the first poems I wrote - it was always one of my favorites:

Ed the Frog

This is the story of a frog named Ed
He had a really ugly head
The other frogs made fun of him
But Ed didn’t care about any of them

Then one day a little bee
Came up to Ed and said you see
The other frogs don’t have a clue
As to what’s inside the real you

Well Ed was dumb, a real big dolt
And so he took off like a bolt
He dove beneath the water blue
Where he discovered something new

The other frogs weren’t really frogs
Who sat upon a bunch of logs
They were fakes and frauds, but really keen!
And obviously, very very mean

The fakes had captured the other frogs
Who sat upon a bunch of logs
They tied them up and gagged them too
And took them in the water blue

Those awful frogs were really mean
As Ed the frog had just now seen
So Ed untied his fellow frogs
Who sat upon a bunch of logs

And so despite his ugly head
This brave young frog that we call Ed
Has now become the forest hero
And the mean old frogs are worth less than zero

I told you things would turn out right
Exclaimed the bee with all his might
So even if your looks could shatter
It’s what’s inside that really matters