This cute frog is sitting on a glass ball which lights up at night. Five little Polliwogs are swimming inside the ball. A little poem comes to mind:
"One day a little polliwog wished it could be a jumping frog.
In spring guess what grew? Back leg number one and two.
Its tail became short and something more, it grew front legs, number three and four.
It splashed in the water, it sat on a log, for it had become a jumping frog."