The Frog Who Could Not Find His Pants

There was a frog, and he had pants.

Beautiful pants! Striped pants! Yellow and green and slightly polka-dotted, and he loved them.

But on the morning of the Pond Festival — the BIGGEST day in the pond — the frog could not find his pants.

He hopped off the lily. He hopped off the log. He hopped right into a misty bit of fog. He hopped along the reedy edge. He hopped behind the gooseberry hedge. He searched in the duckweed, he searched in the moss, He searched through his sock drawer (he was getting cross).

"NO PANTS!" cried the frog. "It's a terrible day! The festival starts and I'm GREEN ALL THE WAY!"