oH that pitiful, poor frog
thE unwilling star of our story
slowlY, gradually, fading to grey,
everyonE thinkin’ give frog the glory
oH no, that kettle, now here’s the one
yeaH he’s the only one, the only one for me
biG and strong he’s made of iron
thE one and only who alone stands the fire
sO go’n let that ole frog jump
oR let him be soup, as he boils
so, let it be iron or let it be copper
thE hero for me’s gotta be that kettle
nO meltin or jumpin, ‘cause he’s gots the metal
to/be/read/slow/or/fast/just/not/last/ 4bekah /

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