If coffee you would not drink,
Then, you would not be so jittery,
And, your underarms might not stink,
Poor little hyper-toad,
Although your skin is green,
You have nasty grayish warts,
That are better left unseen,
Poor little hyper-toad,
You’re bad looks keep you unharmed,
You think no one will eat you,
Your aspect makes predators alarmed.
Poor little hyper-toad,
I might be just a hungry fox,
But, even I can easily tell,
You‘re ugly but have no pox.
Poor little hyper-toad,
You are picked on way to much,
But, soon your hurt feelings will go away,
Because I’m hungry now for lunch.
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