The frogs in the back door
Slowly their eyes opening wide
The searching for a new circle
They want to get respect
They get the wrong way
In the current company
The silence pervades their royalty
They can't shake off that feeling
One just left
Believing she can contribute
In a new set up vehicle
To wing up her standing
But the frogs know
The end result of the political significance
They only jump for their own needs
Nothing to do with the people and nation
The frogs in the back door
The wing of change of colour
Trying to fool the people
They will see the end of the jumping days
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