Frogmellons: The Croakin' Queen
In a little swamp town, where the lilies bloom,
Lives a lady named Frogmellons, who’s got no room,
For boring old days or the usual scene,
She’s the wildest gal that you’ve ever seen!
With polka-dot gumboots and a neon-green hat,
She’s a ribbiting queen and a real acrobat,
Her best friend’s a turtle, they’re an odd little pair,
But together they make quite a comical affair!
Frogmellons, hopping high, she’s the bog’s own star,
With a leap and a laugh, she’ll take you far,
Wearing jelly shoes and a crown of reeds,
She’s the croakin’, jokin’, queen of the weeds!
On Monday she’s salsa dancing with the flies,
On Tuesday she’s crooning ‘neath the starry skies,
Wednesday’s for prank calls to the big ol’ bullfrog,
Thursday she’s mud-wrestling, that’s her favorite jog!
Friday she’s baking marshmallow pies,
And Saturday she’s teaching turtles how to fly,
Sunday she’s chillin’, with her feet in the stream,
Living out the life of a swampy dream!
Frogmellons, hopping high, she’s the bog’s own star,
With a leap and a laugh, she’ll take you far,
Wearing jelly shoes and a crown of reeds,
She’s the croakin’, jokin’, queen of the weeds!
She’ll challenge you to a ribbit-off, it’s all in good fun,
If you can’t keep up, you’ll be outdone,
Her croak’s so loud, it can wake the moon,
And she’s got a pet firefly that hums a tune!
She’s got a magic wand made of cattails and twine,
It’s good for a giggle, a spell, or a sign,
She’s known for her mischief and her wild, wacky ways,
Always up to something, filling up the days!
Frogmellons, hopping high, she’s the bog’s own star,
With a leap and a laugh, she’ll take you far,
Wearing jelly shoes and a crown of reeds,
She’s the croakin’, jokin’, queen of the weeds!
Oh, the frog pond’s a stage, where the fun never stops,
With Frogmellons at the helm, it’s the place that pops!
From splashy dance moves to her goofy, grand tricks,
She’ll have you in stitches, her humor’s a fix!
She’s got a pet frog named Slimy Joe,
Who’s the best sidekick in the bog below,
Together they plan the most epic pranks,
On the grumpy old bullfrogs and the stuck-up planks!
They’ll turn your best suit into a mud-stained mess,
But you’ll leave with a smile, ‘cause you’re truly blessed,
To have met Frogmellons, the queen of the pond,
Her charm and her laughter will surely respond!
Frogmellons, hopping high, she’s the bog’s own star,
With a leap and a laugh, she’ll take you far,
Wearing jelly shoes and a crown of reeds,
She’s the croakin’, jokin’, queen of the weeds!
So if you’re feeling down and you need a good cheer,
Just head to the swamp and you’ll find her right here,
With a ribbit and a giggle, she’ll brighten your day,
That’s the magic of Frogmellons in every way!
Frogmellons, hopping high, she’s the bog’s own star,
Wearing jelly shoes and a crown of reeds,
She’s the croakin’, jokin’, queen of the weeds!
Oh, Frogmellons, keep on leaping with your glee,
In the swampy wonderland where you’re meant to be!