A frog he would a wooing go

Book 28 Page 14

A parody on a song called, A Frog He Would A Wooing Go

“A frog he would a wooing go a hum”

merrily I sing as to my guitar I strum.

And my mind goes a wondering to where a frog-gy might go.

Through the rivers and the mountains I roam.

And in an instance I find myself under a rock checking out a ‘new home.’

Where “a frog-gy would a wooing go” blowing bubbles of foam.

And as I sing my merry song I imagine what it must be like

jumping here and there croaking in the night.

Doing all manner of frog-gy things,

“a frog he would a wooing go” I sing.

‘A humming’ and ‘a croaking’ and ‘a jumping’ all over the land,

as I sing my song with my guitar in hand.

And when my song is finished, I suddenly notice the sounds of a thousand frogs,

as if they had been singing along out there is the dewy swamp.

And so I begin to sing another verse;

“Said Miss mouse-sy will you marry me a hum.

Said Miss mouse-sy will you marry me a hum.

We’ll live together in an apple tree,

a hum, a hum, a hum a hum.”

And as I sing this verse my mind goes a wondering again.

Only this time I am a mouse.

“Said miss mouse-sy will you marry me, we’ll live together in an apple tree

a hum, a hum, a hum a hum.”