This Context Clues worksheet features a lively poem about a festive frog celebration. The title poem from the book A Festival for Frogs describes frogs dancing and singing in colorful attire, and is accompanied by a vocabulary exercise. Students are asked to identify three unfamiliar words and use context clues to define them. This activity blends reading comprehension, poetry exploration, and vocabulary development, making it ideal for grades 3-5.
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My Frog Was in an Accident
My frog was in an accident.
He broke a rib today.
He’s toadally unhoppy and
his rib—it’s not okay.
I took him to the hopspital
to fix the rib he broke.
He’ll need a hopperation now.
Without it, he might croak.
The doctor’s hoptimistic
he’ll be playing hop-scotch soon,
or jumping on a toadstool
by this Fly-day afternoon.
This story should be ribbiting,
but just in case it’s not,
the reason that I told it was…
Oh, sorry, I frogot.
A Festival for Frogs
We’re at the Frog Fiesta.
It’s a festival for frogs,
where the frogs are dancing happily
in cowboy boots and clogs.
They parade in wide sombreros
and in brightly colored shirts,
or they swing and sway in circles
in their broad embroidered skirts.
They are bopping to the melodies
of famous froggy songs,
or they’re croaking to the choruses
of froggy sing-alongs.
It’s a hopping hootenanny
on a lovely summer’s eve.
It’s a dance that’s so fantastic.
It’s a bash you can’t believe.
And it’s on a night like this one,
near a bayou, on a bog,
that I sometimes make a little wish…
I wish to be a frog.
Leap into Laughter with “A Festival for Frogs”
It’s a momentous week here at Poetry4kids.com, and I couldn’t be more thrilled to share some wonderful news with you directly from my desk. Just in time for National Poetry Month, my latest book, A Festival for Frogs, is making its way into the world today in hardcover, paperback, and ebook. I’ve poured my heart, soul, and a good dose of humor into this collection, and I can’t wait for you to read it!
From My Pen to Your Funny Bone
For those of you who’ve been following my “Funny Poems for Kids” book series, beginning with The Armpit of Doom and The Biggest Burp Ever and continuing through to My Dog Likes to Disco and The Elephant Repairman, you know that each book brings even more hilarity.
With seventy new funny poems and more than fifty playful illustrations from the incredibly talented Rafael Domingos, A Festival for Frogs will keep you laughing from beginning to end. You’ll read about ninja kittens, missing math teachers, dozing dragons, sneezing teddy bears, and many more super silly subjects.
This collection was a joy to create. I managed to crack myself up over and over while writing it, and I hope reading it does the same for you. Imagine baseball-playing puppies, an alien with a sweet tooth, and, of course, frogs hosting their own festival. Each poem is an invitation to giggle, think, and let your imagination leap.
Kind Words from Fellow Poets
I’m humbled and delighted by the encouragement and praise A Festival for Frogs has received from my colleagues:
Sue Hardy-Dawson, author of Where Zebras Go, calls it a “riotous collection, full of joy, witty humour, and clever wordplay.”
The amazing Chris Harris, author of I’m Just No Good at Rhyming and My Head Has a Bellyache, says, “Hilarious from beginning to end! Why are you reading this dumb quote instead of buying the book?! It’s hysterical!!”
David Lubar, author of My Rotten Life: Nathan Abercrombie, Accidental Zombie and scads of other funny books, places my work in the company of legends like Shel Silverstein and Jack Prelutsky, and calls it “delightful in every way,” which is incredibly flattering.
And then there’s Colin West, author of The Big Book of Nonsense and many other hilarious poetry collections, whose limerick about me, well, has me chuckling every time I read it:
There once was a poet called Kenn
Who picked up his magical penn,
And wrote funny rhymes
Not just a few times,
But agenn and agenn and agenn.
Not to be outdone, UK National Poetry Day Ambassador Liz Brownlee had this to say:
It’s no rumour there is humour
in the poems in these pages –
they are funny, they are punny
And frogtastic for all ages!
And singer/songwriter and poet Eric Ode, author of Stop that Poem!, calls A Festival for Frogs “a carnival of clever couplets, and a celebration of silly stanzas.” Says Ode, “Such a perfectly titled collection! Nobody throws a party like Nesbitt!”
Ready, Set, Go!
A Festival for Frogs is available now. Just hop on over to Amazon to pick it up in paperback, hardcover, and Kindle ebook editions. If you have a different ebook reader, such as a Nook or Kobo, I have also made the ebook available in several more DRM-free formats in the shop on my membership site and even thrown in a 40% discount for all Poetry4kids members (though you don’t have to be a member to purchase the ebook there).
If you prefer to purchase books from your local bookseller, it will be available more widely in just a couple of weeks. No matter your preferred format or where you like to shop, I’ve got you covered.
Why This Book?
A Festival for Frogs is my invitation to you to explore the quirkier side of life through poetry. It’s crafted to spark laughter, foster imagination, and maybe even inspire you or your young ones to pen a poem or two. Whether you’re a parent, teacher, or a young reader, there’s something in this collection for you.
Join the Festivities
Now that release day is here, I invite you to stay connected with me here on Poetry4Kids.com. Your enthusiasm, support, and love for poetry make all of this possible. A Festival for Frogs is more than a book. It’s a teleportation device that will transport you instantly to the outer reaches of my overactive imagination. And it’s a non-stop tickle machine that will have you giggling from the moment you pick it up. I’m excited for you to read it, and I hope it brings as much joy to you as it has to me.
Here’s to many more laughs and poems,
Kenn
New Book! A Festival for Frogs
I’m thrilled to announce my newest book, A Festival for Frogs—a collection of 70 funny poems that will whisk you away on a whimsical journey filled with laughter, surprises, and the pure joy of words.
Following of my previous hilarious collections, including The Armpit of Doom, My Cat Knows Karate, and The Biggest Burp Ever, this new installment continues the tradition of tickling funny bones and sparking imaginations. A Festival for Frogs is not just a book; it’s an invitation to revel in the playful, the peculiar, and the profoundly funny aspects of our world.
What’s Hopping Inside?
Prepare to meet ninja kittens on stealthy adventures, dozing dragons guarding treasures in their dreams, missing math teachers, purple unicorns, and a myriad of other characters in a festival that’s as riotous as it is heartwarming. Each poem is a doorway to a world where wit meets wisdom, and where every reader—regardless of age—is welcome to join the festivities.
Praises That Make My Heart Leap
The journey of A Festival for Frogs from a spark of inspiration to a book you can hold in your hands has been incredible, made even more special by words of encouragement from fellow authors and poets:
- Chris Harris challenges, “Why are you reading this dumb quote instead of buying the book?! It’s hysterical!!”
- David Lubar places it in the “great tradition of poets like Shel Silverstein and Jack Prelutsky.”
- Sue Hardy-Dawson calls it a “riotous collection, full of joy, witty humour, and clever wordplay.”
- And Liz Brownlee says it is, “Funny, punny, and frogtastic for all ages.”
With endorsements from such talented voices, I feel incredibly grateful and excited for you to dive into the pages of A Festival for Frogs.
Join the Frogtastic Festivities!
A Festival for Frogs will be available on March 26, 2024 in paperback, hardcover, and Kindle ebook editions, ready to hop into your hearts and homes. The Kindle edition is available for pre-order now. Whether you’re a long-time fan or new to my world of whimsical verse, this collection is for you, your family, and anyone who believes in the magic of laughter and the power of poetry to make reading fun.
So, let’s celebrate this release together. Grab your copy, find your favorite reading nook, and let’s make some ribbiting memories with each turn of the page.
Thank you for your continued support and enthusiasm. Your smiles are my inspiration, and your laughter is my reward. Here’s to many more adventures together in the wonderful world of poetry!
A Feast for a Frog
I took my frog with me
to dinner today.
We went down the street
to my favorite café.
As soon as we sat down
the waitress came by.
I ordered a burger,
a shake, and some pie.
I thought she was done,
but the next thing I knew,
she turned to my frog
and asked, “What about you?”
My frog then surprised me.
He looked up and spoke.
He said, “Just the usual…
flies and a croak.”
My Frog Recycles All His Trash
My frog recycles all his trash.
He eats organic food.
He cares for the environment.
He’s quite the hipster dude.
Reduce, reuse, recycle
is the motto of my frog.
He drives a solar-powered car
to cut back on the smog.
He helps endangered species and
opposes climate change.
He knows that, since he’s just a frog,
this might seem kind of strange.
But still he does his very best
to keep our planet clean.
He thinks it’s only natural.
He’s proud of being green.
The Frog Didn’t Fly
The frog didn’t fly
and as much as he’d try
he could never come close as he hopped.
The reason, I’ve heard,
is his parents were birds
who’d decided they ought to adopt.
Frog Ball
In summertime, and through the fall,
whenever frogs are playing ball,
it’s normally a boring show,
for frogs do not know how to throw,
or bat, or steal, or slide, or run,
which means their games are never fun.
Instead, they simply sit around
the outfield and the pitcher’s mound
and hope that someone hits the ball
and sends it sailing toward the wall,
for this should come as no surprise:
They’re always good at catching flies.
Frank the Frog Collector
I’m Frank, the frog collector,
and I’m happy to report
my collection’s nearly finished;
I have frogs of every sort.
I record them in my journal
so that every single frog
is accounted for completely
with an entry in my log.
I have hundreds, maybe thousands
of amphibians at home.
I have frogs of quilted fabric.
I have frogs of gleaming chrome.
I have frogs of painted porcelain,
and frogs of brass and tin.
I have frogs you open up
to find another frog within.
There are small magnetic tree frogs
clinging gently to the fridge
and Louisiana bullfrogs
on a plastic bayou bridge.
I have frogs on ancient bicycles
with shiny silver bells.
I have frogs proposing marriage
to their froggy mademoiselles.
You’ll see frogs ascending ladders.
You’ll see frogs descending stairs,
yes, and frogs reclining dreamily
in comfy leather chairs.
I have frogs with pink umbrellas.
I have frogs engrossed in books.
Even frogs that dangle fishing poles
in nonexistent brooks.
My abode is filled with frogs
from top to bottom, front to back.
There are frogs in every corner,
every crevice, every crack.
There is only one that’s missing;
just one blank space in my log.
So I’m begging, mom and dad,
can I please have a REAL frog?