*CHORUS*
1 Frog, 2 Frogs, 3 Frogs,
& a Prophetic Blog,
In the mist of the Fog,
with a Bulldog on a Log.
A Dragon with a Bear,
in a Nightmerica Scare,
Martial Law on the Draw,
they was all up in There.
[*Hook* - (groovy piano tune)]
When it got Feisty Hot,
& Johnny on the Spot,
He carried a devious Plot,
from a Graveyard Bone Rot.
The Frogs aren't Princes but,
each Kiss makes a Pauper,
Leaving Covid-con Warts,
for Death spread at the Altar.
[*Verse* - (Smooth piano melody)]
Myriad Deaths not Enumerable,
& often not Encapsulated,
Like trees lay where they fall,
Covid Incapacitated.
In the Phraseology of Biology,
the Simplicity of Patronizing,
Clone thoughts with Zoning,
Industrialization of Prioritizing.
To influence the Affluent,
Critical decisions Emphasized,
Dancing Fate in Death Duels,
to get America Euthanized.
A Parasitic host of Cannibles,
unhinged for a Crashing,
Defamation and Defication,
Vehement Cyclone Smashing.
A Hearse-A-Cane Storm,
Detrimental Physical Harm,
The spikes on Planet Hulk,
an Injected Virus Swarm.
In Speculation of Consideration,
hidden in Chaotic Theories,
A Phantom Menace attack,
of Granny Goodness Furies.
The Apocalypse is coming with,
a Darkseid Implementation,
Criminals are being let out,
no Measure of Implication.
And impractical jokers got,
America in exposed Litigation,
Naked and running Scared,
from all the Devastation.
Caught in an Entrapment,
with Gog and Ma-Gog,
Ensnared like Wicked Tuna,
by a Frog & a Prophetic Blog.
[*Verse* - (smooth piano melody)]
Unpacked in the Air then,
Administered on Land & Sea,
Requested an opinion Survey,
that's that Boondoggle to Me.
Hitching Covid to America,
by a Subcutaneous Injection,
Infusing it in the skin causing,
a Physical Insurrection.
Violators got towed Due to,
an Unpaid Debt Owed,
In Covid Parking Only,
no names Bestowed.
Media violated Non-Disclosure,
in Agreements Written,
The grits hit the ceiling,
casting us into the Forbidden.
With the Eagle's ears closed,
no-one heard the Whistle Stop,
The 7 trumpets blowed and,
then the Knowledge Drop.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock, the:
Hourglass Time running out,
B 4 the Nation goes on X-LOCK,
here's what I'm talking About.
Rancid stanking Fraud & Bribery.
and there's no Alacrity,
Yet in the Media Ratings,
we're in Travesty's Insanity.
*CHORUS*
1 Frog, 2 Frogs, 3 Frogs,
& a Prophetic Blog,
In the mist of the Fog,
with a Bulldog on a Log.
A Dragon with a Bear,
in a Nightmerica Scare,
Martial Law on the Draw,
they was all up in There.
A FROG & A PROPHETIC BLOG........
MCREV
