Froggie Limericks: written by the biker in response to the recent Froggie ballad published here.

There once was a fellow named Mitch, whose traveling story was rich! While riding in a fog he picked up a frog And now they can’t tell which is which!

There once was a critter named Frog who wanted a ride on a hog. Impaled on the frame of a bike with no name he now has ten states in his log.

Froggie wasn’t paying attention. I hit him though not my intention. Now permanently busted, on my shadow thirteen-hundred His life’s found a deeper dimension.

© 2010 Jacqueline Jackson