Gray Toad's discovery

On a cool early morning

One Tuesday in Spring,

Gray Toad discovered an interesting thing.

En route to his bath,

He stepped through the mud

Only to note 

that the water was blood.

He exclaimed something profound,

though rhyme it did not:

Still he did bathe,

Not thinking too clearly.

For his decision

he paid pretty dearly.

The blood seeped into his lungs,

and so it's been said,

Gray Toad succumbed

and winded up dead.

His body, bloated and gross

Floated up to the shore,

Beside all the other ones,

who bathed there before.