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