The frogs jump for joy
It's the season to make the sound
Jumping out shouting to be heard
The water rising high
Across the street
It's fellow mates running free
Barking on the way
Tails wagging with glee
It's the season
It's the time of show
The actors will stage
The sweet honey flow
The bankrupt of ideas
The foolish acts to promote
Nothing new in the horizon
Only the need to stay relevant
The majority wait
The calling of change
They are gathering in whisper
For the time to make history!
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