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TWO little froggies they sighed to one another:
"Our puddle is all liquor and no meat.
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Let us sit upon the bank, where the lovely mud is shining,
And maybe we'll see something good to eat."
Forty little ants said gayly to their mother:
"O mother! we are going to the bogs;"
But the forty little ants never dreamed they were going
Just to make a dainty dinner for the frogs.
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