Resurrecting this old poem because I had occasion to post this photo in a facebook group today. This pottery frog was given to me by a friend in Texas in 2006, after he heard me recite the poem. (It looks more blue than green in the photo, but that's a trick of the camera.)
Of course, the Aussie ones look more like this.
Sharing at Tuesday Platform, 'imaginary garden with real toads'.