Toad in the Hole

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Toad in the Hole by Bare Rupert

Croaker! Croaker! Hop, bounce, jump!

Leap from reeds and over stump.

Put out your tongue and taste the fear!

Pull them in so close, my dear!

Croaker, Croaker, ribbit good,

Down in murky, middy wood.

Down where corpses lay in mud,

Watching Croaker splash in blood.

Go play, Croaker. Hop, bounce, jump!

Leap from reeds and over stump.

Spit and belch and always play,

In that place where corpses lay.