Pollywog In A Bog

In a puddle by the trail Flips its tiny tail Just like a great big whale But smaller than a snail It's a pollywog in a bog Swims under soggy logs One day he'll be a frog Pollywog in a bog Overhead a cedar tree Gives the shade he needs Munching while he feeds On lily pads and weeds Knows not where he's from Or how his life had begun He's not the only one And soon he'll breathe through lungs It's hard to believe With the arms you'll receive You'll lift your head Above the water and breathe Gills shrink away And may there come a day When you reach the shore With a whole world to explore Ribbit, ribbit, a tadpole exhibit It's a transformation no one can inhibit Amphibian change may seem strange Take them gills and the tail and they all rearrange Out come the legs for the jump, jump Hope to the top of the stump, stump Out come the legs for the jump, jump Hope to the top of the stump, stump Where the mud is deep Frost will soon creep And without a peep A frog is fast asleep It was a pollywog in a bog Swam under soggy logs In the morning fog Pollywog in a bog Pollywog in a bog Swam under soggy logs In the morning fog Pollywog in a bog Pollywog in a bog Swam under soggy logs In the morning fog