Bufo's Story -- Poem

Hey again. Here's a poem i found i made in 6th grade (2004) about a girl and a toad O_o ...dont ask me how i came up with these things....i actually didnt remember them until i was browsing through old files LOL (And if u didnt already know, Bufo is a toad and actually i think theres a book about him...) So here is the poem, Bufo's Story.

Bufo's Story

Early one morn,
I felt kind of torn.
I did not know which way to walk,
And all of a sudden, I heard someone talk.
So I looked down and stopped clumsily,
And saw something jump quite quickly.
“Oh,” said the toad, Bufo, all brown and bumpy,
I said “eek, you are all weird and lumpy!”
The toad cried “You almost stepped on me!”
“I am sorry,” I said on bended knee.
I asked “Where is your home?
Where do you roam?
Can I follow,
You back to your hallow?”
“I am sorry,” he said
You need to go to bed,
Where I go, you can not follow.
Later on that night,
I thought with all my might;
Will I ever see my brown friend again?
When the flowers of spring began,
I saw him by the old log,
I saw Bufo and his family of twenty-two,
Green all over, with specks of blue.
And when I asked him where he’d been,
He replied “look down, below your chin.”
Just as he described it, was a little frog den,
About the size of a brown, female hen.