Armored Frog

In a land where nature’s beauty thrives, There resides a creature, armored and wise. A fearless warrior, ready to defend, The mighty armored frog, his reign won't bend. Clad in a coat of captivating armor, A guardian of the swamp, hiding no drama. With a resilient shield protecting his back, Underneath lies a strength that will never crack. With eyes like gems, shining in the night, He scans the darkness, prepared to fight. A master of camouflage, blending with the earth, He holds his ground, displaying unmatched worth. With a body small, yet filled with might, This tiny warrior becomes a daunting sight. His muscular limbs, like springs, he will employ, To leap and bound, swiftly evoking joy. Through marshes and ponds, he effortlessly strides, Seeking serenity amidst the ripples and tides. With every step, his armored feet resound, As he explores every inch of his sacred ground. In harmony with nature, he finds peace, As the whispering winds bring him release. His croak, a symphony, in nature's grand opera, As he serenades the moon, like no other creature. From the sultry swamps to the densest greens, He reigns supreme, amongst earth's pristine. A symbol of resilience, courage, and grace, The armored frog, leaves an indelible trace. Oh, noble amphibian, armored and bold, Your presence, a tale to be forever told.