Baby Frog climbs on his mom,
Slowly, slowly he reaches the top,
From the top he looks down,
And feels like a king with a crown.
So he dances on his mom’s back,
And wriggles the little tail here and there.
Mama Frog gets ticklish ticklish,
Bends her neck to scratch a little,
Baby Frog falls with a thump,
Lands on the floor with a bump.
He cries and cries with big red eyes,
So the sweet Mama Frog hugs him tight.
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