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