There once was a dog named Brad,

He was generally very sad,

He was black and brown,

But feeling down,

So he thought of what could make him feel glad.

 So out he went, a hopping,

While his owner was out shopping,

He'd go to the park,

With his fur so dark,

He never thought of stopping.

 He finally arrived,

Straight into the pack he dived,

In the distance were frogs,

But too many fogs,

There were at least 4 or 5