One of a series of rhyming picture book texts inspired by different locations in Bristol. Click below to hear the audio and scroll down to read the poem.
The Fishponds Toad as he came to be known had arrived from a distant star He was frightened and scared because everyone stared when he fell on the roof of a car The giant toad in the Fishponds Road was blocking the way into town He hopped on a bus, but they made such a fuss that he leapt back onto the ground He fell in a puddle which caused such a muddle of people and buses and cars that he fled to the park and when it got dark he longingly stared at the stars It was on the next day when they started to say, ‘Send him back to where he belongs.’ That he looked at the sky and started to cry and his tears turned the puddles to ponds Everyone was so wet, they began to forget what it felt like to walk in the sun They shivered and sneezed and no one was pleased and nobody had any fun except for a boy, who was so full of joy, when he played in the ponds and the puddles That the toad joined in with a huge mighty grin and that was the end of the muddle The flood dried up when the toad drank some cups of water to quench his thirst The ponds dried out, the sun came out, and the Fishponds Toad was the first to shout with joy, then he and the boy danced all the way down the road And everyone said,’ We were misled. You are an incredible toad.’ The crowd danced along; they made up a song They were joyful and happy and glad They danced in the park until it was dark; Not a single person was sad Fishponds Toad croaked so loud in front of the crowd that he started to float in the air He went up in the sky and waved them goodbye and all they could do was stare Fishponds Toad was gone, the crowd moved along and everyone drifted away Just the boy was left, he felt quite bereft. He’d wanted the toad to stay When he looked at the stars, at Venus and Mars, He decided that he wouldn’t moan He stopped feeling sad because he was glad that the toad had found his way back home.