Lyrics of the Lake

richard as toad

Toad Pond is behind us on one side,

And we know ’bout the Ode to Commode

But behind us more to the west

Is where Richard goes fishing with Toad.

Toad hops over from his Toad Pond

And whispers the trout-hops to Rick

And off goes my husband and partner

With his rod and his bucket, to pick

The best of the Mazerolle Lake

Where the fish enjoy our bait

All because it comes from soil

That’s organic and fresh on our plate.






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