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I wandered lonely as a hedgehog
That snuffles low ‘mongst snail and slug,
When all at once I saw a frog
Stick out his tongue to catch a bug.
On lily-pad, upon the lake,
He smugly captured passing drake.

Eyes bright like stars, he gave a wink,
Watching mozzies on their way.
I hadn’t even time to blink
Before he’d swallowed down his prey.
A swarm of insects round him danced;
The flying larder had him entranced.

The fish tried jumping; but frog
Out-did the jumping fish with ease:
I could not but be all a-gog -
His tongue was such a happy tease.
I stared and stared and couldn’t think -
Ideas of tongue made me turn pink.

Often, lying naked on my bed,
In horny, naughty, subby mood,
I imagine that I’m giving head –
I’m sorry, yes, I know it’s rude.
And then I get all highly strung
And think about that froggy’s tongue.