Knot Mine - Part 12 ' From The Frogs Direction
By LeighCole
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It began like any other tale,
Just before we were to set sail,
On hounded waters we grew up fast,
At first it was one then it was ten past,
The tadpoles were spending money like no-one had ever seen,
They packed their bags and left us here as if they had never been,
My name is Samuel Mudd and I have lived here all my life,
We are all male frogs around her so I cannot find a wife,
But we are merry sailors at the very core of our hearts,
We ache for the sea so were knitting a ship cart,
To sail us to the promise land where we will find us mates,
We've marked the calendars and shall soon embark upon our date,
What do you think?
Will you join us in the drink?
Will you shift a merry hand?
It is this I Do demand¦
Karen began a stutter then checked the horses smile,
He knew as well as she did this ship would cover many miles,
Karen jumped around of course and agreed with much revered glee,
The horse cracked a seven mile smile as if he were free,
And they were off¦
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