All the Way To Dublin Town

Ribbet Snibbet Cribbet all the way down to Dublin Town There hopped a chubby dotted frog who never wore a frown He was excited to be invited to sup Gray tea with Saint Pat Who gave him a thump on his arm so dotted and phat I like you a lot, St. Pat said to the corpulent frog. You are one of my besties, almost as good as my dog. Of course, who else could be as good as a dog in this bog? The frog knew the next runner up was his good friend the hog.