Some Boys did pelt the Frogs with stones
And banged them on the brains;
And laughed to hear the dying groans
Of Rana Pipiens.

Till one petitioned with a croak,
His head above the water:
" Stop, Boys, — for what's to you a joke,
To us, to us is slaughter. "

MORAL

O Heedless Harry, Tom, and Dick,
O little Paul and Percy,
Renounce your murderous stone and stick,
And join a Band of Mercy.