The Polliwog That Lost Its Tail

A WIGGLY little polliwog lived in a pool On the edge of a stream where the water was cool, Till one day he turned very green and pale For he found that he surely was losing his tail, And legs were sprouting and he caught the croup As he crawled up the bank with a hoarse, “Ge-loup! Ca-thump, ca-lump, ca-chug, ca-chook!

Oh what can have happened?” he asked with a croak; “This seems like a regular bull-frog joke.” Then he stretched his legs for a mighty jump, And right in the water he landed ka-plump; Which made him smile from ear to ear, For he felt so very delightfully queer As he called to his mate, “I’m a frog, my dear!”