Anne and I were walking
down in the country
when we saw a lake
and a frog at its edge
“Ladies,” it croaked
*“Will one of you give me a kiss? –
I was a fantastic saxophone player
and a country witch turned me
into a green frog”*
I knelt down and picked up the frog
and threw him in my pocket
and buttoned up
so the creature couldn’t escape
and I resumed walking
“Sue,” said Anne to me
*“Are you nuts?
The frog said it’ll turn
into a fantastic saxophone player -
so why don’t you or I kiss it?”*
“Anne,” I replied,
*“it’s you who's nuts
We’d make more money
with a talking frog anytime
than with a saxophone dummy”*
Jan 29, 2014
Jan 29, 2014 at 5:06 AM UTC
Anne and I were walking
down in the country
when we saw a lake
and a frog at its edge
“Ladies,” it croaked
*“Will one of you give me a kiss? –
I was a fantastic saxophone player
and a country witch turned me
into a green frog”*
I knelt down and picked up the frog
and threw him in my pocket
and buttoned up
so the creature couldn’t escape
and I resumed walking
“Sue,” said Anne to me
*“Are you nuts?
The frog said it’ll turn
into a fantastic saxophone player -
so why don’t you or I kiss it?”*
“Anne,” I replied,
*“it’s you who's nuts
We’d make more money
with a talking frog anytime
than with a saxophone dummy”*
based on an online joke
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