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The Bull-Frog and the Squirrel came to blows,
Metaphoric: and Skug hit him on the nose.
Chorus
Metaphoric: and Skug hit him on the nose.
— In among the sedges,
On the edges
Where the bull-frogs doze.
Then Bull-Frog revenged him: Little Put!
You wish you was amphibious. Shade of Phut!
You wish you was amphibious. Shade of Phut!
Chorus
— In among the sedges,
The green edges.
Who the bull-frog's Phut?
Phut was that Egyptian who of frogs first ate,
When Moses made them cheap, I calculate.
When Moses made them cheap, I calculate.
Chorus
— In among the sedges,
On the edges
Of a China plate.
Then the Squirrel took his tale up, parabole:
Says he — You have a mean and muddy soul!
Says he — You have a mean and muddy soul!
Chorus
— 'Mid the dirty sedges
On the edges
Of the Bull-Frog's hole.
You sing? you a bull-frog? you? you're hoarse.
Whereat the Bull-Frog croak'd again with forty bull-frog force.
Whereat the Bull-Frog croak'd again with forty bull-frog force.
Chorus
— In among the sedges,
All their edges
Bow'd to him of course.
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But Skug in half a second him upshut
With — You're not spry enough to crack a nut.
With — You're not spry enough to crack a nut.
Chorus
— Down among the sedges,
On the ledges
Where the Bull-Frog's mouth is shut.
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