The poem about a frog.
There was a frog called Frank,
And he needed a wank.
So he ate a horse,
That looked like inspector morse.
He had an enormous bum,
Just like a bruised plum.
So he brushed his teeth,
And wiped his ass on a leaf.
And he needed a wank.
So he ate a horse,
That looked like inspector morse.
He had an enormous bum,
Just like a bruised plum.
So he brushed his teeth,
And wiped his ass on a leaf.