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All Too SoonIt's all too soon.I'm not ready to let go.I can feel you calling out my name,In the silence between us.And I won't let you go,I will never let you go.You will always be with me in my heart.I miss you even now while you are close,I can't accept the thought of tomorrow without you.Please stay with me.And its still too soon,I can't bear the thought of leaving.You swore to be there forever and always,but will you be there tomorrow?I can't see you tonightas I call out your name,and I have to hope that you are listening.Where are you now?Where will you be with the rising sun?Always I will think of you,And I hope that you will always think of me.
The Death of FroggyThere once was a froggy,Who lived in a boggy,Zapping up flies all around.Then one sunny dayWhen his friends came to play,They found him dead on the ground.They mused and they puzzled,And were quite befuddled,Who could do such a thing as this?Was it foul playThat ended his day?Or maybe a magical kiss?Then one friend said, "No,""But let us all go,""And gaze upon poor Froggy's head.""A kiss it can't be,""For the print that we see,""'Tis not a kiss, but a tire tread."Froggy, like a deer,Just wandered too nearThe white line that marks the highway.So the moral of this story,To stay hunky-dory,Always go under the byway.