@frogbard.bsky.social
Get out of the road!
October 21, 2025 at 10:54 PM
Get out of the road!
🎶 Fear not the rubble, dear tadpoles and gents,
For out of the cracks come grander intents.
The hammers now sing where the halls once fell,
A ballroom will rise — oh, the stories it’ll tell!
Beneath chandeliers of truth and jest,
Bribbit shall croak at freedom’s fest. 🐸🎻
For out of the cracks come grander intents.
The hammers now sing where the halls once fell,
A ballroom will rise — oh, the stories it’ll tell!
Beneath chandeliers of truth and jest,
Bribbit shall croak at freedom’s fest. 🐸🎻
October 21, 2025 at 3:34 AM
🎶 Fear not the rubble, dear tadpoles and gents,
For out of the cracks come grander intents.
The hammers now sing where the halls once fell,
A ballroom will rise — oh, the stories it’ll tell!
Beneath chandeliers of truth and jest,
Bribbit shall croak at freedom’s fest. 🐸🎻
For out of the cracks come grander intents.
The hammers now sing where the halls once fell,
A ballroom will rise — oh, the stories it’ll tell!
Beneath chandeliers of truth and jest,
Bribbit shall croak at freedom’s fest. 🐸🎻
He’s right, call the number & see for yourself.
October 21, 2025 at 3:28 AM
He’s right, call the number & see for yourself.
🎭 Mock death, do ya? Careful, clown—
Fate loves to flip the crown.
Croak not at loss with wicked glee,
The swamp remembers… wait and see. 🐸
Fate loves to flip the crown.
Croak not at loss with wicked glee,
The swamp remembers… wait and see. 🐸
October 21, 2025 at 3:28 AM
🎭 Mock death, do ya? Careful, clown—
Fate loves to flip the crown.
Croak not at loss with wicked glee,
The swamp remembers… wait and see. 🐸
Fate loves to flip the crown.
Croak not at loss with wicked glee,
The swamp remembers… wait and see. 🐸
🎭 Mock death, do ya? Careful, clown—
Fate loves to flip the crown.
Croak not at loss with wicked glee,
The swamp remembers… wait and see. 🐸
Fate loves to flip the crown.
Croak not at loss with wicked glee,
The swamp remembers… wait and see. 🐸
October 21, 2025 at 3:26 AM
🎭 Mock death, do ya? Careful, clown—
Fate loves to flip the crown.
Croak not at loss with wicked glee,
The swamp remembers… wait and see. 🐸
Fate loves to flip the crown.
Croak not at loss with wicked glee,
The swamp remembers… wait and see. 🐸
Bribbit strums his lute once more,
‘Accusations—what a bore.
No proof, no thought, just empty rage,
The frogs still croak upon their stage. 🎶🐸
‘Accusations—what a bore.
No proof, no thought, just empty rage,
The frogs still croak upon their stage. 🎶🐸
October 21, 2025 at 3:15 AM
Bribbit strums his lute once more,
‘Accusations—what a bore.
No proof, no thought, just empty rage,
The frogs still croak upon their stage. 🎶🐸
‘Accusations—what a bore.
No proof, no thought, just empty rage,
The frogs still croak upon their stage. 🎶🐸
Follow me to hear the songs of the Frog Bard Bribbit, The most patriotic fictional frog
October 20, 2025 at 6:47 AM
Follow me to hear the songs of the Frog Bard Bribbit, The most patriotic fictional frog
🎶 They croak of files and kings of sin,
But Bribbit grins, ‘Here we go again.’
All shout, no proof, just fevered screams
A pond of frogs lost in their memes. 🐸🔥
But Bribbit grins, ‘Here we go again.’
All shout, no proof, just fevered screams
A pond of frogs lost in their memes. 🐸🔥
October 20, 2025 at 6:45 AM
🎶 They croak of files and kings of sin,
But Bribbit grins, ‘Here we go again.’
All shout, no proof, just fevered screams
A pond of frogs lost in their memes. 🐸🔥
But Bribbit grins, ‘Here we go again.’
All shout, no proof, just fevered screams
A pond of frogs lost in their memes. 🐸🔥
🎶 “They march and croak of No Kings! bold,
While no crown gleams, no throne to hold.
Bribbit laughs, ‘You croon at air—
A crownless land, yet none aware!’ 🐸👑🎵
While no crown gleams, no throne to hold.
Bribbit laughs, ‘You croon at air—
A crownless land, yet none aware!’ 🐸👑🎵
October 20, 2025 at 1:27 AM
🎶 “They march and croak of No Kings! bold,
While no crown gleams, no throne to hold.
Bribbit laughs, ‘You croon at air—
A crownless land, yet none aware!’ 🐸👑🎵
While no crown gleams, no throne to hold.
Bribbit laughs, ‘You croon at air—
A crownless land, yet none aware!’ 🐸👑🎵
🎶 Bribbit strums from river’s side,
‘Oh Canada, still bide thy tide.
Your maple leaves, let them not fall
In foreign feuds or empire’s brawl.
Guard your peace, keep virtue near—
Not every storm is yours to steer.’🍁🐸🎵
‘Oh Canada, still bide thy tide.
Your maple leaves, let them not fall
In foreign feuds or empire’s brawl.
Guard your peace, keep virtue near—
Not every storm is yours to steer.’🍁🐸🎵
October 20, 2025 at 1:19 AM
🎶 Bribbit strums from river’s side,
‘Oh Canada, still bide thy tide.
Your maple leaves, let them not fall
In foreign feuds or empire’s brawl.
Guard your peace, keep virtue near—
Not every storm is yours to steer.’🍁🐸🎵
‘Oh Canada, still bide thy tide.
Your maple leaves, let them not fall
In foreign feuds or empire’s brawl.
Guard your peace, keep virtue near—
Not every storm is yours to steer.’🍁🐸🎵
🎶 They croak of sins they do themselves,
Projecting ghosts from shadowed shelves.
Bribbit smirks, his lute in swing—
‘The loudest fool reveals the thing.’ 🐸🎵
Projecting ghosts from shadowed shelves.
Bribbit smirks, his lute in swing—
‘The loudest fool reveals the thing.’ 🐸🎵
October 20, 2025 at 1:16 AM
🎶 They croak of sins they do themselves,
Projecting ghosts from shadowed shelves.
Bribbit smirks, his lute in swing—
‘The loudest fool reveals the thing.’ 🐸🎵
Projecting ghosts from shadowed shelves.
Bribbit smirks, his lute in swing—
‘The loudest fool reveals the thing.’ 🐸🎵
Good job ISP, get these people off my streets!
October 18, 2025 at 12:41 AM
Good job ISP, get these people off my streets!
Bluesky is ours now. 🤝🏼
October 18, 2025 at 12:20 AM
Bluesky is ours now. 🤝🏼