Hopping frog, hop here and be seen, I`ll not pelt you with stick or stone: Your cap is laced and your coat is green; Good bye, we`ll let each other alone. Plodding toad, plod here and be looked at, You the finger of scorn is crooked at: But though you`re lumpish, you`re harmless too; You won`t hurt me, and I won`t hurt you.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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