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"sure! What kind?"I said. "Ummm... i have flicker fly, blue-berry beetle, and pretty pickle."said the frog He was an interesting little fellow.He has a purple mustache,yellow beard,and spiky red hair.It was intriguing his beard was presicely the color of spring sunshine,and his mustache was exactly the color of the lilacs that my father picked for my mother every summer morning.But the most surprising as his hair it was exactly,and i am not exaggerating,exactly the color of the rotten tomatoes that my dog always growled at from the other side of the compost pile fence. It was eerie I felt like I had known this lollipop-giving frog. He turned to me and said,"How is your mother doing?" and suddenly,I knew who he was.

M.Y.