Where
are the frogs?
They
don't hide in the rainy season
They
croak boldly with impunity
In
the lotus pond they jump free
There
are a few types of frogs
The
plumb ones, average sizes or the thin legged ones
With
big round eyes poking out from the lotus pond
Seeing
the world in its limited view
Here
on the lotus leaves
The
stage they squat and croak
Telling
the world of their kind
“We
are the hero we can fly!”
But
really frogs?
Tell
it to the snakes
They
will want to hear
About
your lies and race
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