If I were a frog...

On my profile, I answered the question, "How would you live your life as a frog?" Below is the full length version of the poem I wrote in reply:

If I were a frog...
If I were a frog,
Of a humid bog,
I'd have orange toes,
And scale the boughs,
And with bright red eyes,
I'd search the skies,
As skin vibrant green,
Would shimmer its sheen,
As it shined in the light,
With the moon in the night.
I'd have friends like me,
From tree one to tree three,
Who would join in hopping,
And there'd be no stopping,
We would jump all day,
Without fight or fray,
Until night would wake,
And we'd rest by the lake,
With sleep to pursue,
As the night brought the dew.
I'd climb very high,
As the moon drew nigh,
And I'd croak with the crickets,
In the thick green thickets,
And they'd chirp their tune,
"Do you dance with the moon?"
"Quite so," I'd reply,
And I'd leap to the sky,
And the moon and I,
would be blissfully tied—
Unless I got eaten.