There once was a very, very holy Vicar
Who was walking along the street one day
When he heard a little voice saying excuse me Vicar
Oh help me Vicar the voice did say
The Vicar looked about but all he could see
Was a tiny little frog sitting on the ground
Oh my dear little froggie did you speak to me
Was it you who spoke when I heard that sound
Oh yes said the frog oh help me Vicar
Cause I am not a frog you see
I'm a choirboy really but a very wicked fairy
Put a nasty spell on me
The only way that I can be saved
From this wicked spell the little frog said
Is for someone to take me and put in a place
Where a very holy man has laid his head
So the Vicar took him and put him on his pillow
And there he lay till the break of day
The very next morning a blessed miracle
The spell was lifted I'm glad to say
For there was a choirboy in bed with the Vicar
And I hope you think this all makes sense
Because my Lord and members of the Jury
Rests the case for the defense
