Ribbitt! “We are the light ones.”
The frog is in a swamp. It’s a little bit here, or a little bit there. The ground looks wet.
The frog is named “Hoppy.” I never made a boy frog. Gosh, is he cute!
The hand looks nice. Hoppy is satisfied where he lives, in her hands. But he likes to jump. Or, maybe, Hoppy is dragging HER around!
Hoppy is an animal. The person holding Hoppy is in love with him.
He almost got thrown into the river, but the woman drops Hoppy, and he hops to the nearest water. He is a slippery one.
The lady waves goodbye, and Hoppy lives happily ever after.
This is too far-fetched!