Bull father frog
Was on the log,
While many a little fellow
Around the pool
Upon his stool
Sat learning how to bellow.
A turtle near,
Whom all did fear,—
An enemy to noises—
His head upsent,
And down they went
To drown, alas, their voices.
(John Bannister Tabb)
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