A Wide Mouth Frog

once there was a wide mouth frog
who sat alone upon a log
he croaked the loudest of them all
this one they called the wide mouth frog

he croaked so mighty and so loud
soon as the yellow sun went down
and croak he would, the whole night through
not stopping 'till the morning dew

now the other frogs stayed far away
on the other side where they all played
while the wide mouth frog sat all alone
no friends he had to call his own

one day they watched the sun go down
but not one frog heard any sound
they thought it strange, what could it mean
where is the wide mouth frog indeed

they searched the other side to see
if perhaps the wide mouth frog did leave
they came upon his barren log
where once had sat the wide mouth frog

they swam all night, searched 'round the pond
but could not find the wide mouth frog
they looked for nights, and on and on
as now they missed the wide mouth frog

then one day, as the sun went down
they heard an old, familiar sound
now filled with joy, to their delight
that loudest croak that filled the night

the wide mouth frog had now returned
and sat upon his log alone
he began to croak the same old song
but now the others croaked along

so once there was a wide mouth frog
who sat upon a log alone
with many friends where he called home
he nevermore was all alone

and croaked he did, 'till each new dawn