Oh Little Frog
Oh little frog
why must you torment me
you croak outside my window
as I try to sleep
and when I close my eyes
its ribbits that i hear
i put my head under my pillow
and i try to plug my ears
but its to no avail
the croaking pierces through
so i have to sit up
and try to think of something new
i could go and get a net
try to hunt him down
but its really quite dark outside
and mosquitoes are abound
but then i got to thinking
the frog, he has the right
its really just his job i guess
to be up croaking every night
and frogs are really nice
they're really kinda neat
i guess i can deal with croaking
since its mosquitoes that they eat
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