| A Frog once spied a bull |
| As he placidly was grazing |
| "Oh, to be like that fair creature |
| Whould be something quite amazing!" |
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| For her to make that crazy wish |
| Was really quite a joke, |
| Not being any larger than |
| An egg white and its yoke! |
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| The concept was so stupid |
| And the task was something major |
| "But I think I can achieve it |
| With some big time aerophagia!" |
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| The bull monitored her progress |
| But he could see no change. |
| The girth of her green tummy |
| Was still in normal range. |
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| She stretched, and retched and worked so hard |
| And with sweat her brow was soaked. |
| Her efforts were for naught, my friends, |
| Until at last she croaked! |
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| The moral of this fable's clear |
| As water from the fountain |
| And never does it make my friends |
| A mole hill into a mountain. |
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| A common person cannot change |
| A life role that he hates. |
| No matter how we try, my friends, |
| We all can't be Bill Gates! |
