After 14 weeks, of swimming in the pond The tadpole has grown into, amphibian Fully developed, legs and lungs Breathing air, Catching flies, all with their alien tongues But for young Froglord, another ability When he glares oh so hard, it fires a deathray beam The swamp cannot contain all of Froglords rage So he must leave the nest, wipe out the pondscum he detests Froglord is coming for you, scourge of water and the earth too So prepare for his deathray eyes, and secrеting ectoplasmic slime All powerful, all mighty, can anything, survivе his ability All powerful, all mighty, what path will, he take we will see As he ponders upon, the. fate of man He weighs up their good and bad, and begins to make a plan Good Or evil Which one will he choose?