The Frog's Goodbye
The Frog's Goodbye
Poem
Goodbye, little children, I'm going away,
In my snug little home all the winter to stay;
I seldom get up, once I'm tucked in my bed,
And as it grows colder I cover my head.
I sleep very quietly all winter thro',
And really enjoy it! There's nothing to do.
The flies are all gone, so there's nothing to eat,
And I then take this time to enjoy a good sleep.
My bed is a nice little hole in the ground,
Where snug as a bug in the winter I'm found;
You might think that long fasting would make me grow thin
But no! I stay plump, just as when I go in.
And now, little children, good-bye, one and all;
Some warm day next spring I shall give you a call;
I'm quite sure to know when to get out of bed,
When I feel the warm sun shining down on my head.
Thanks and Acknowledgements
This poem can be found in "The Primary Plan Book", Volume 1
By Marian Minnie George (1912).
