Edible, adj.: Good to eat, and wholesome to digest, as a worm to a toad, a toad to a snake, a snake to a pig, a pig to a man, and a man to a worm.
Edible, adj.: Good to eat, and wholesome to digest, as a worm to a toad, a toad to a snake, a snake to a pig, a pig to a man, and a man to a worm.
Mick Jagger is about as sexy as a pissing toad.
Early in April, as I was vigorously hoeing in a corner, I unearthed a huge toad, to my perfect delight and satisfaction he had lived all winter, he had doubtless fed on slugs all the autumn. I could have kissed him on the spot.
Swallow a toad in the morning and you will encounter nothing more disgusting the rest of the day.
O curse of marriage That we can call these delicate creatures ours, And not their appetites. I had rather be a toad, And live upon the vapour of a dungeon, Than keep a corner in the thing I love For others uses.
He was so good he would pour rose-water on a toad.
My first character was Mr. Toad.
'Glorious, stirring sight' murmured Toad.... 'The poetry of motion The real way to travel The only way to travel Here today in next week tomorrow Villages skipped, towns and cities jumped always somebody else's horizons O bliss O poop-poop O my O my'
Squat like a toad, close at the ear of Eve.
Did you hear 'bout Ticklish Tom He got tickled by his mom. Wiggled and giggled and fell on the floor, .... And all the more that he kept gigglin', All the more folks kept ticklin'. He shrieked and screamed and rolled around, Laughed his way right out of town. Through the country down the road, He got tickled by a toad. .... Giggling, rolling on his back He rolled on the railroad track. Rumble, rumble, whistle, roar Tom ain't ticklish any more.
Toad talked big about all he was going to do in the days to come, while stars grew fuller and larger all around them, and a yellow moon, appearing suddenly and silently from nowhere in particular, came to keep them company and listen to their talk.
A Toad, can die of Light --
Death is the Common Right
Of Toads and Men --
Of Earl and Midge
The privilege --
Why swagger, then?
Sweet are the uses of adversity which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in his head.
It's never the wrong time to call on Toad. Early or late he's always the same fellow. Always good-tempered, always glad to see you, always sorry when you go!
The clever men at Oxford, know all that there is to be knowed. But they none of them know one half as much, as intelligent Mr. Toad.
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