Monday, March 28, 2011

Oh Frogs!

Oh Frogs!
You who squat on my lotus pads
have the gall to disarrange my beautiful snowflake leaves!

You who hide behind my paintings
Why don't you just meld with my stargazers
instead of jumping on Rose?

I believe you are the king of surprises
and a happy little fellow
Don't get me wrong, I adore your song

But today, you did something unpleasant
Warts warts warts oh the curse
why can you not just hide or squat or surprise fragile Rose?

Why pee? why squirt? why shoot?
This unbelievable liquid full of virus
Is making me terribly paranoid!

there's a wart on my finger
and there could also be on my toes!













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