Ferdinand Frog And The Flea

Ferdinand Frog found a flip-flopping flea frolicking cheerfully.

"What’s this that I see?

Frogs don’t get fleas! This should never happen to me.

Flee little flea. Be away with thee."

"We’ll see," said the flea, sitting on the frog’s knee.

"If first you’ll do something for me."

"What," asked the frog, "could I possibly do for thee?"

"Well," said the flea. "Go find me a dog."

"Or a big bellied hog."

"Yes, there, I might live quite happily."