The Shorter Way — S. Adler

The Shorter Way Is Not Alway The Better Way Morning in the swamp; it was a bright new day, Feathery clouds were floating every which way. "A perfect day to go out," thought the little toad, "What a waste to stay in, I'll walk down the road. It won't take long to get from the swamp to town, I'll have fun with my friend 'til the sun goes down."