Poor Old Froggie

POOR OLD FROGGIE

Poor old Froggie:

They stuffed him in a bag;

They fetched him to market;

They wrapped him in a flag.

They popped him in a teapot;

They filled it full of glue;

They shook him till he rattled;

They cooked him in a stew.

They served him up with green beans;

They stuck him on a plate;

They said he was the main dish;

They declared him deli-cate.

BUT …

Froggie wasn’t happy;

Froggie wasn’t fond of stew;

Froggie hated green beans;

Froggie knew just what to do.

Froggie jumped upon the table;

Froggie leapt on someone’s head;

Froggie sprinted up the staircase;

Froggie ransacked Granny’s bed.

Froggie hopped out of the window;

Froggie launched into the air;

Froggie landed in the garden;

Froggie let them stand and stare

They wept into their tea-cups;

They were really in a state;

Froggie left them sobbing bitterly

And went home to his mate.

Alan R Garner (Undated) for Froggie …who doesn’t really have a mate!