There was a young lady of Prague,
Who befriended a miserable frog;
The poor guy couldn’t croak,
He quacked when he spoke,
She translated, that young lady of Prague.
There was an old person whose suit,
Was almost completely made out of fruit;
Pears, apples, and figs,
It was eaten by pigs,
That old nude’s in need of a suit.
There was a young lady whose toes,
Climbed all the way up to her nose;
Now she walks on her face,
No one can keep pace,
With her marvelous face walking toes.