I read a story once about a little
frog that wanted to go south for the winter. It was too far to
hop and he did not have wings to fly. Two Little birds felt sorry
for the little frog and together they came up with a plan. The
little birds would hold each end of a stick in their beaks, and
all the frog would have to do was to clamp down on the stick with
his mouth and hold on.
The sky was clear and everything seemed hopeful for the
little frog. Two farmers were standing in a field and saw the
little birds carrying the frog and one said to the
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