There's no such things as baby frogs.
They don't have pups like seals or dogs.
When hatching them from frog-spawn eggs
they don't have any froggy legs.

They're just a body with a tail
that wriggles through their swimming trail.
But over time they start to change 
in ways that we find very strange

They grow two arms and legs and lungs,
Their tail goes back inside their tums.
As frogs, they're hardly recognised
until they've met-a-morph-o-sized.

The dawn awakens over endless space,

the monolith emerges with majestic grace.

The mulga rises from the desert floor,

This day alike a million gone before,

The hush a finger held to the lips of God.

I didn’t do nothing wrong, 

honest I didn’t.

Well, if you look under the

dining table,

you might find something

that shouldn’t be there.

It just happened.

I’m so sorry.

Am I in trouble?

Mother’s Day should be every day,

Every day of the year!

Her love is never-ending,

Her time she’s always spending,

We wouldn’t last a minute

Without our mothers in it,

So let’s celebrate our Mother’s Day,

Because we hold her dear!