I am fry the frog lily in the bog.  I sit on the log. There is a bugthat tries to attack me. I think that you think the first couple

sentences sound like a poem. Me too I was wrong but trust me I know what

I am doing. no, do you have a hot dog I could eat, noe sour burger

Okay, you thing I am greedy, well you are wrong. I will get revenge

well sorry but mom is telling him that he needs to stop writing. . .