One day, as i was walking through my garden, i saw a little frog lying on the ground. and i thought he was sick. so i picked him up and he wasn't sick at all. he was very sad, and he was crying.
I said: what's a matter with you, little frog? and he looked up at me with a lump in his throat, and he said: wribbit!
It ain't easy being green
Having to spend each day the color of the leaves
When i think, i think it would be nicer being red
Or yellow or gold
You see, it ain't easy being green
It seems to blend in with so many other ordinary things
And then, sometimes, sometimes people pass over you
Because you're not standing out like sparkles on the water
Or like the stars in the sky
But did you know that green is the color of spring