Froggy no Tail: went a walking.
As Froggy went about his way the cave clay cracked walls did creak and did so becoming both louder and creakier, almost as if in protest of Froggy’s intent. ‘they know’ spoke Froggy’s left shadow. ‘know what?’ answered Froggy’s front forwards shadow.
Froggy pondered and wondered whether the wall knew he hadn’t washed for a good decade (a mere moment in frog sprite terms). He turned to the nearest wall and knocked on it thrice, whilst speaking the words ‘excuse me, pardon’. The creaky wall answered ‘we know you haven’t washed in ten years, but that’s nose surprise given the stink – what we want to know is where are you going in such a hurry?’.
Froggy peered a little closer and a litter more astutely to see a lot of slender long shapes writhing, wriggling and slowly wrenching free from the wall. Froggy spoke to the wriggles most delicately ‘good day worms – I have been thinking…..’ Both worms and Froggy’s three silly shadows answered most excitedly ‘yes, yes, yes tell us!’