The green frogs a delicacy in Tumpat
Thousands are sold customers bought
For good health and healthy skin
Passing through generations
In the days of Old China
People flock
Far and near to taste the delicacy
Of green frogs meat tastier than chicken
Even women go for it now……
During my village days
After raining spells the village folks
Torch lights and group of friends
Hunting and searching in the fields and drains
For the green frogs tasted good old folks said
Now I think of the political frogs
Are they ready to sacrifice for the good of the country?
Will they think country first or they still croaking in the hills?
The wind touching the leaves and branches
Echoing the drum beats calling them to hurry
For the season is coming
Procrastination the losers hold
It never changes; it only brings sorrows
So speak up now
Else forever sleep in the dark
Oh yeah the frogs over the fence
Croaking hard waiting to jump
But it never comes so far
Popping heads listening to the wind
Listening to the song
So Do Me back in the Alley
The hot spicy drumming
Nobody sees it coming
So the political frogs
Humming the song forget its role
Betraying by a song
The country stands to lose
The green frogs in Tumpat
Name gets known far and wide
How about the political frogs?
Love the country or yourself?
Decide quickly else changes disappear
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