Old Fallen Tree
RANA:
This old fallen Tree reminds me of me.
Half in the water, half in the land. (Frog hrumming begins softly)
I just don’t fit in, wherever I am.
FROGS: Hrum, Hrum, Hrum. (Frogs are singing)
RANA: Excuse me, no offense but can you keep it down? I am trying to sing a song here and you’re being really loud. Thanks.
RANA: This old fallen tree reminds me of me. (Frogs: Hrum, Hrum, Hrum.)
RANA: Half in the water, half in the….land. (Frogs: Hrum, Hrum, Hrum.)
RANA: I just don’t fit … in. (Frogs: Hrum, Hrum, Hrum.)
RANA: Wherever I am! (Frogs: Hrum, Hrum, Hrum.)