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About This Poem
Francois la Grenouille Jolly
Tailless frog of a pond
bark and croak the happy hour
prince of fens and cheery chants
kiss of maids and misty pants.
Eyes a goggle left and right
What is for his tea tonight?
Toothless sage of swampy song
rubber nose and web toes on;
Wing of fly and meal of gnat
in the creek François is sat.
Notre jolly grenouille.
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