1659 – Cosmic Croaker

Cosmic Croaker
I hear there are some mighty nice bogs on Jupiter.

Cosmic Croaker

The fleet, fantastic cosmic frog:
An interstellar polliwog
That sought to snag a flitting fly
but caught a comet cruising by.
He hopped the moon, he leaped the stars
He swam on Saturn, croaked on Mars,
but sailing through the galaxy,
“No finer swamps than Earth,” thought he.