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Jumpin Frog
Jumpin' Frog My name is Dan'l Webster this is my story and I'm stickin' to it I'm green with a long tongue wet, slimy skin for a coat. I eat all sorts of insects but flies, now there’s a delicacy. Used to live in a pond till Jim Smiley took me. Sure do miss my family and all my friends. Had a good job racing others of my kind. Jim would bet money with others of his kind. I was the best. I could out hop another for distance and speed. Twasn't hard as I was rewarded with flies. A stranger appeared one day looking to bet with ole' Jim. He needed one like me, so I was left with the stranger. Whilst Jim went out for another like me, that stranger filled me with big round lead balls. Don't taste like any flies. Jim came back and bet $40 that I could beat this new challenger. Well, someone said go and I couldn't move. Jim lost his 40 smackers and was madder than a wet hornet. When the stranger left, Jim picked me up and I felt heavier. He turned me upside down and I croaked and them metal balls rolled out. Jim was upset but couldn't find the stranger. I never raced in Calaveras County again. That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.
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