The frogs dream
The opportunity may go
Leaving them croaking
In the heavy rain
The millions forego
Though at one time
They could command
How much to jump out
Those were days gone
The frogs only croak
Dreaming of millions
Now they hate Anti-hopping law
The frogs will go back door
Within the own party they can disagree
Not to support any bills in Parliament
No party chief wants to sack them
The frogs dream
The millions can't be reached
The heyday of long ago
It will be history to talk
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