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There was a little frog named Bill. He tried but he could not sit still. So he leaped here and he leaped there And landed in a lady's hair. Her husband turned with great surprise And bright green Bill looked in his eyes. He cried, "Oh, Honey, look at that, Where did you find that froggie hat?" So Billy crouched and then he leaped And crossed the street as car horns beeped. He told his mom with tears and sighs, And she gave him a bowl of flies. Then she said, "You must take care, Why frogs can't leap just anywhere. You might end up like Uncle Dan, They served his legs to the preacher man." That story really scared poor Bill And he shaped up as young frogs will. He now says with a warning frown, "A frog must know where he'll come down!" So all you little frogs be wise, Don't get too crazy catching flies. Oh, one more thing and it's no joke, You must be careful where you croak! —Grandpa Tucker |
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