The drinks are cool, the Sun is high
I lie peacefully on a bench nearby
Then a voice whispers, “Hello uh… hey;
Would you mind if I stay?”

I stare and stare; it’s a big, fat toad
Blushing on the sidewalk beside the road
And he sighs and sits
“It’s so hot; the work on my schedule doesn’t fit.”

Then he lied down on the bench,
As I got up, he let out a belch
“Don’t overwork yourself”, he said
I think I am crazy in the head