Toad Sweetie
Hopping mad with twinkling eyes
Days nearer to the pot
The brewing hasn't stopped
God says it is his turn
So it must be.......
The cauldron stirring
The outcome seems conclusive
Only the humming bird
Pestering and singing its way
Small miniature bird
Heart of gold mind of Solomon
“I will fight
Until the day arrives
Now I sing pestering songs
Let the kingdom knows
Don't pick a wrong choice
It will be the solemn rides”
Toad Sweetie
Dancing all round
Counting the days
Aiming at the bull's eye
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