In the pond, beneath the moon's gentle glow,
Froges leap, their dreams in tow.
With a ribbit and a cheer, they welcome the night,
Singing their song, dispelling all fright.
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With every croak, the stars align,
Froges unite, their spirits entwined.
A harmony of joy, across the lake,
The froge song, for all our sake.
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