Children's Poems
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Fuddy
Doo
I met a little frog today,
Who said his name is Fuddy Doo,
He was sitting on a lilly pad,
Sobbing and feeling blue,
And then he leapt about
from one pad to another,
He wasn't playing a silly game,
He was looking for his mother.
By Marie Staniforth