The Long Hop Of The Cane Toad : Animal Poetry

A  commune of cane toads make their way along the tropic road ,they explore more each year on their expedition south .

 From creeks and gullies they come , hopping down the freeways ,crossing over bridges, through every town , past every house.

Many locals armed with a torch search every porch but the green army are always a hop ahead . They can't be beat .

 Here a croak , there a croak everywhere a croak . The numbers are growing ,the cane toads are showing no sign of retreat .

 The cane toads keep jumping , while the school kids keep hunting , inside hollow logs , under rocks or any place out of sight .

 They're on a mission for something and there's nothing can stop them so its best just to leave them to their hop in the night .

 Just like the early pilgrims or like the seekers of higher plains the cane toads sense of adventure has been awoke  

 It's a long hop to a better life with bigger creeks , bigger bugs and a place where they can be left alone to croak .

By Paul McCann