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Five little frogs were sent to school

Upon a winter day,

Their shoes were light and their pinafores white,

And their hearts were bright and gay;

And their mother stood by the door to watch,

And said, “Don't stop to play.”

So the five little frogs ran merrily off,

Till they had gone far from home;

When one said, “Brothers, do as you like,

But I do not mean to come;

I don't want to sit in school and croak,

When in sunshine I can roam.”

So the four little frogs ran off to school,

They would not stay to play;

But their naughty brother turned his head

And went another way;

But he knew all the time he was doing wrong,

So could not feel bright and gay.

He almost wished he had gone to school,

When a fat white duck came by,

And as she was sailing down the brook,

Little froggy caught her eye;

So she swallowed him up with a joyful quack,

And that froggy had to die.

Still many a mother-frog tells the tale

Of the sad, sad fate he met,

As she gathers her little ones by her side,

And the warning they'll never forget.

And the four little brothers are all grown up,

And living in frog-land yet.

Lucy Hyatt.