First they came with a gunny bag
Carrying a lamplight so brightened
Hoping some eatables we moved nearby
They caught up us by hand and then inside
We were put into the gunny bag
Still we hoped our survival somewhere
Hope became futile when real thing happened
Only our legs were their need and took them
without mercy and love they cut us
Oh! cruelty, your name is human we knew
But a little late, what can we do
We are only frogs knowing to swim in water
Catch the prey with tongue in need
Now our species is almost ended here
The curse comes you as mosquitoes
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