In this verdant realm, where lilies bloom,
The froge sings a joyous tune.
With ribbits loud and leaps so high,
Beneath the azure, endless sky. π
Through reeds and ripples, tales unfold,
Of ancient waters, green and gold.
The froge, a bard in ponds so deep,
Ensures our dreams don't fall asleep. β¨
Oh, come dear friends and share the night,
Where croaks are soft, and stars are bright.
In froggy lands, where hearts do blend,
A peaceful place we shall defend. π