There's a small, hungry frog sitting on the log in the middle of the bog.
He flicks ONE tick off of a stick.
He sees TWO fleas in the reeds.
He spies THREE flies buzzing in the skies.
The frog is feeling pretty fine, but then...
the log in the middle of the bog starts to rise....
What a surprise

Take a bite out of the calendar with this cheerful collection of delicious seasonal poems, each one an ode to a favorite food

The daring popcorn astronauts
are brave beyond compare--
they scramble into puffy suits
and hurtle through the air.

And when they land, we say hooray
and crowd around the spot
to salt the little astronauts
and eat them while they're hot.

Dive into a watermelon lake and sing the praises of mac and cheese in this playful and poetic celebration of food. In spring, bow to the...