Frog Biz

Frog Biz How many frogs Would you have to kiss Until the right one’s around? Wearing a crown Would be hardly to miss Calm yourself down And in your dreams Things will often hardly turn out as it seems - Sure you know that Frog will stay frog Under stones that you’ve turned Deep below that Time passes slow When you’re feeling alone Find out silence ain’t good company But surely you know Better off on your own Than together alone You’d rather be When counting sheep Until sleep will come You miss the one thing that counts Over the fence Naked, moisty green skins Hop in amounts You're longing for Just the fluffy, furry, woolen, cosy touch Is it too much? No slipp'ry cold sense But warm, soft and dense How to find such? Time passes slow When you’re feeling alone Find out silence ain’t good company But surely you know Better off on your own Than together alone You’d rather be