I once had a toad I named Trevor,
I thought that I'd love him forever!
He was fat he, was brown and his face bore a frown
also, he had warts but, whatever.
But in time he started to get lonely,
and though the tank was quite homely,
it was mating season outside, and so he would cry
as he thought to himself now, if only.
So a decision was made on my part,
that now it was time that we'd part.
So he could live in the wild, like an uncivilized child
and make love to the most of his heart.
So then I said, goodbye dear Trevor, you will always be missed,
here's one to the toad that I never did kissed.