Too wet to walk, too shallow to sail, I’m where frogs sing loud and reeds prevail.

A re-do this time, since I made this same rhyme, for a rabbit with okay grades, whose name sounds like a candy bar, Actually not a bar, though he does drop those, his name sounds more like little chocolate bits, From the great city of Detroit, I'm a white rapper, and in a way, I'm the rap czar

A term that comes for the Greek for milk, I'm kind of a big deal, The milk thing is weird, since if you were coloring me in, the black crayon gets the lion's share of the meal, But from afar, even with the massive size of stars, they appear as little points, of white, or whatever, light, Further away still and a you'll see the spilt milk, right?

I'm a liquid, and sure call me basic, you twerp, A more appropriate term would be caustic, for how strong I work, I'll take all the color out of your clothes, without fail! I come from the lands toward which Frodo and the Elves set sail

I bend but never tire, I bear the weight of road and wire. I stretch between what stands apart, binding sides that drifted apart.