Rosie Leaves the Swamp

Last Tuesday Rosie Pink had had enough of the swamp.

“Oh I am so sick of this marsh, my mud nest is so blah, and the Frogs, and more Frogs, and Noisy Frogs, not to mention Jumping Frogs,” muttered Rosie.

She packed up her blanket, beach ball and shrimp basket and headed for the beach. After spreading her blanket in the sand, Rosie stuffed some shrimp into her beak, stretched her legs and sat down.

“It is so heavenly to get off standing on one leg. One leg standing is so boring. My swamp is so boring. Brown mud, brown nests and miles of cattails every where. Boring   Boring  Boring.”