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Frogs – Red Skelton

Frogs, a poem by Red Skelton, read by Clem Kadiddlehopper

Frogs. Frogs. Frogs, they are everywhere.
Frogs. Frogs. Frogs croaking fill the air.
Louder. Louder. Louder is their blasting blare
and there €™s no silence in the night.

Red Skelton - Frogs poemFrogs. Frogs, croaks heard three miles away.
Five. six. seven beyond that they say.
Frogs. Frogs multiplying more each day
and there €™s no silence in the night.

Frogs. Frogs don €™t try to seek them out.
Frogs. Frogs. Frogs hiding all about.
Grab. Grab. Grab their throats and wring them out.
€™cause there €™s no silence in the night.

Frogs. Frogs their good is only bad.
Flirting. Flirting. Flirting on their lily pad.
Mom. Mom. Mom says no, but you know Dad.
and there €™s no silence in the night.

Frogs. Frogs don €™t you know the strain?
Frogs. Frogs. Please, please, please refrain
and listen [croak, croak] there they go again. Frogs. Frogs
and there €™s no silence in the night.
[Gun shots]

Courtesy of YouTube, Red Skelton (as Clem Kadiddlehopper) reciting Frogs

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