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Wednesday, 18 March 2009

What Happens When You Kiss A Frog?


Kiss me, Froggie, Froggie, kiss me,
Thrill me, Froggie, Froggie, thrill me.
Don't care even if I blow my top,
But, Froggie, Froggie, don't stop!

I'd like to play a little game with you,
A little game especially made for two.

If you come close then I will show you how,
Closer, closer, now.

Kiss me, Froggie, Froggie, kiss me,
Thrill me, Froggie, Froggie, thrill me.

Don't care even if I blow my top,
But, Froggie, Froggie, don't stop!

We've never played this little game before,
If you relax then you'll enjoy it more.

Just settle down and let me teach you how,
Closer, closer, now.

Kiss me, Froggie, Froggie, kiss me,
Thrill me, Froggie, Froggie, thrill me.

Don't care even if I blow my top,
But, Froggie, Froggie, don't stop!

But, Froggie, Froggie, don't stop!

You kiss so well my lips begin to burn,
And I can tell I've got a lot to learn.

So hold me close and darling show me how,
Closer, closer, now.

Kiss me, Froggie, Froggie, kiss me,
Thrill me, Froggie, Froggie, thrill me.

Don't care even if I blow my top,
But, honey, honey, don't stop!

Don't care even if I blow my top.

But, Froggie, Froggie, don't stop,
Never stop!

The first official day of Spring for this year is 20th March. However, the warmer temperatures of the past few days have heated the shallows of our ponds, thus enabling the frogs to spawn one week earlier than in the previous two years. Enjoy the video of their antics...and turn up the volume to hear, amidst the cacophony of barking dogs, passing traffic and serenading birdsong, the amazing motorbike drone of the frog chorus at Barleycorn.

Sunday, 25 March 2007