THE JAY AND THE FROG
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THE JAY AND THE FROG
A blue-jay sat on a hickory limb, And a bullfrog sat below On a tuft of grass, where rushes green Were waving to and fro. While near him lay the glassy pool Where the tad-poles leap'd in play; But the old frog's face wore a troubled frown As he thus addressed the jay:—
"Did I wear your dress of brilliant hue Instead of this coat of green; I could have the best the world affords, And always live serene. You fly away to the fields of grain Or feast on the cherries high; While I sit here 'neath the rushes cool, And snap at a wary fly."
"Then why," said the jay, "If you wish to rise Do you not ascend this limb?' "I will! I will!" cried the silly frog, I'm tired of folks that swim!'
