Sitting on a lily pad
Waiting for a wave
To carry me across the pond,
to see my good friend Dave
Now Dave he lives across the pond,
on a patch of soggy earth
He lives there with his Mum and Gran,
and has done since his birth
Dave's not quite as big as me,
in fact he's rather small
And for a toad on this big pond,
does not bode well at all
But Dave's my very best friend
I love him more each day
So here I sit on my lily pad
for a wave to take me his way.
