A toad and hare They sit so patiently On lilies in a pond ever so green The smell it reeks Of human feet A penguin approaches With a sigh in his beak Are you lost? the toad enquired The Penguin muttered Three working days required The toad and hare could not stop stare This penguin was about to be eaten by a polar bear For a second they thought Is this our pond or naught The rest is history Rest in peace Mr polar bear