Muff

A lady frog what’s got no manners

will never find a mate (ribbit ribbit)

if she don’t learn politeness

she’ll never get a date (ribbit ribbit)

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She really must get etiquette

for men frog can be picky (ribbit ribbit)

and if she don’t hop all dainty

courting will be tricky (ribbit ribbit)

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So sister frogs it’s down to you

if you would find romance (ribbit ribbit)

you have to act and talk all posh

or you won’t stand a chance (ribbit ribbit)

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Gentledove

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A lady frog can get quite lonesome

on her lilypad woo woo

sitting on her ownsome

and feeling rather sad woo woo

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Waiting for her froggy prince

it really will not do woo woo

for if he hopped by this moment since

he would only make her blue woo woo

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For men frogs are not faithful peeps

they shoot a gal the line woo woo

their promises they never keeps

and leave her there to pine woo woo

My tiny webbed feet are frozen

this isn’t the life I’d have chosen

but I am a frog

an’ I live in a bog

so what’ss the use of supposin’

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HAUTE CUISINE

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Tadpoles in the frying pan

oh what a lovely treat

lightly fried in butter

they’re a delicacy to eat

A frog is not a butterfly

but oh if I had wings

I’d squabble with the sparra’s

and do amazing things

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O’er the roof tops I would soar

the kids would all point at me

“a bird with a shiny green jacket”

you would hear them shout with glee

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Wind beneath, keeping me aloft

over dales and fields and streams

the earth below, my what a view!

hovering, me, fulfilling my dreams

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But diving from my lilypad

is the closest I will get

to that feeling of heady euphoria

so my dreams I had better forget

 She were a good old soul her

they simply don’t come better

I was squatting right by her side

when an owl came and ate her

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She would be first to leap to your aid

shared her gnats with the needy

quite ironic that she should fall prey

to an owl who was just plain greedy

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There wasn’t time to say goodbye

no, not even a chance to kiss her

e’re fate swooped down from the sky

boy I am going to miss her

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She was the best old croak in town

for gossip there was none better

to think I was right there by her side

when an owl came and ate her.