A Frog in his Tea​
by Rex Miller​
The frog was tired of sitting still​
so it jumped from the lawn​
to the window sill,​
and hopped through the gap​
down onto the rug,​
then up on the arm and into the mug. ​
The man looked down to his cup of tea​
and saw something swimming​
that couldn't get free.​
He lifted it carefully and there in his​
drink were two blinking eyes​
looking up in surprise.​
Both being shocked to meet over tea​
the frog and the man ​
swopped smiles of glee.​
Lifting him on to his palm he said​
"Now that's what I call a mug shot​
thank goodness my tea was not hot."​