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Little Tommy Tadpole began to weep and wail, For little Tommy Tadpole had lost his little tail;
And his mother didn't know him as he wept upon a log, For he wasn't Tommy Tadpole, but Mr.
Thomas Frog.
C J Dennis
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis, better known as C. J. Dennis, (7 September 1876 – 22 June 1938) was an Australian poet known for his h
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