Act 3: My Lady Frog : Parodying Sophomoric Solutions Act 3 My Lady Frog (sung by chorus) Where the water-lilies cluster Neath drooping willows; When the moon so soft and tender Peeps through the trees; Where the vines of brilliant lustre, Find mossy pillows; Where the ferns so tall and slender Sway with the breeze, There lived a lady frog, green pollywog was she; Her lover tho was one of brown.
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