The white-bellied frog, as small as can be 
Sat by the swamp, she’s hard to see
She ponders the world and all that she knows
But she is quite little and without woes
For now at least, she sits in peace 
But she isn't quite safe from species decrease 
Her home is small and shrinking fast
Compared to when it was so vast
But for now, she’ll sit in calm
By the swamp, safe from harm