Old Daddy Frog lives in a bog,
And his coat is bottle-green;
Yellow his vest; handsomely dressed,
His pretty shape is seen.
Puffing with pride, there at his side
His dame is sure to be:
Smiling, she says, "No one could raise
A finer family!
Singing Coa, coa, coa, kerchunk!"
Old Daddy Frog leaps on a log
In a spry and jaunty way:
Calling his boys—oh, what a noise!
He joins them in their play.
Old Daddy Frog lives in the bog
Till the summer days are done:
Little boys grow; dressed like a beau
Now is each model son.
Daddy Frog's eyes wink with surprise,
Filled with delight is he;
Dame at his side chuckles with pride,
"There's no such family!
Singing Coa, coa, coa, kerchunk!"
GEORGE COOPER.
