Literature
A Kappa Named Cucumber
I was once friends with a kappa named Cucumber.
We met on a Saturday. It had rained Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday!
Come Saturday it was still raining, so I put on my yellow boots and jacket; and I took an umbrella, a bucket, and some cucumber sandwiches; and went down the lane to collect frogspawn.
Along the way I splashed through every puddle, but thanks to the yellow boots my feet stayed nice and dry.
When I got to the pond, I saw something floating on the water. It had big green eyes, so I thought it was a frog. But as I came closer it suddenly spoke!
“I know it well, that human smell.”
It wasn't a frog