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"When I look down,
I can see birds down there,
I must be a king now,
This high up in the air."
But then he felt cold,
From a westerly breeze,
And said, "Sheesh, it's freezin',
Way up high in these trees!
"Why, what would I do,
If it started to snow?"
Then the frog heard a voice,
From a branch below.
A squirrel said, "What 'cha doin',
Way up in our tree,
And just who the heck are you?
C'mon, answer me!"
Then the frog puffed his chest,
Like a proud little thing,
And said, "I am a frog,
And I am your king!"
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