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Kate

... And I won't stop there,
No no! I don't care,
'Cause I'm eaten up inside,
You have taken my pride,
You have taken my heart,
Torn my poor soul apart,
Your cold-blooded indifference,
Holds for me no magnificence,
I only wanted a pet,
That was slimey and wet,
Only wanted a friend,
Upon whom I could depend,
Only wanted a mate,
To make better my fate,
Only wanted a froggy,
From a place dark and boggy,
But you wouldn't play ball,
Wouldn't love me at all,
My jar was ignored,
You even looked bored!
Now I'll get my revenge,
The whole world I'll avenge,
Gonna buy me a tank,
And I've got you to thank,
Gonna buy me a bomb,
Thanks to you and your pond,
Get grenades by the dozen,
Aim them all at your cousin,
Blow the whole world to pieces,
Kill your aunts and your neices,
The I'll eat all their souls,
Set fire to the tadpoles,
Yes it might all sound silly,
As you sit on your lily,
Eating flies as they pass,
But the next is your last,
You won't see tomorrow,
Only pain, only sorrow,
Gonna make you see,
What you did to me,
And it might seem depraved,
But it's you that I craved,
And I'll never know,
The smell of your toe,
No I'll never see,
That sweet smile, just for me,
And your strange evening song,
That goes on and on and on.
But never for me,
You will always be free,
At one with the water,
As you swim with your daughter,
And dance with your brother,
There can be no other.
You make me feel so small.
Like I'm nothing at all,
To you,
Tell you what I'll do,
I'll be straight,
Alright mate?
I'll teach you a lesson,
So please hear my confession.

Baby I was just pretending.
Maybe at some point this song will be ending.
Baby I don't even like frogs at all.
Maybe I like things less green and more tall.
Baby I don't need you.
Maybe I'm scared my cat would eat you.

So I'll stop this madness now I think,
There's plenty in my kitchen sink,
The hoovering needs doing too,
I don't have to think of you,
I'll go and do the weekly shopping,
Not dream of you so cutely hopping,
Because sometimes we have to learn,
No matter how much we yearn,
For something no-one else quite gets,
In my case, a frog to keep as a pet,
Something always comes along,
To fuck it up, make it all go wrong,
Life is cruel,
We eat gruel,
Then we die,
People sigh,
Wonder why,
But still they live,
To eat another pie.
Bastards.

Oh My Pet Frog,
What I never had nor never will,
You came along,
When I had too much time to kill,
And gave me your gun,
To kill it with, it was fun.
One day you'll return,
I have so much to learn,
About you,
Yes I do,
Yes I do,
Oh yes. I do.
You know it's true,
Everything I do,
I do it for you

 

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