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Twenty froggies went to school, Down beside a rushing pool; Twenty little coats of green, Twenty vests so white and clean. We must be in time, said they, First in study and then in play; That's the way we keep the rule, When we froggies go to school. Master Bullfrog, grave and stern, Taught the classes in their turn; Taught them how to nobly strive, Likewise how to leap and dive. From his seat upon a log, Taught them how to say cutchalk; Also how to dodge the blows, From the stones the bad boys throw. Twenty froggies grew up fast, Bullfrogs they became at last; Not one dunce among the lot, Not one lesson they forgot. Polished in a high degree, As each froggie ought to be; Now they sit on other logs Teaching other little frogs. |