Where
are the frogs?
The
rain and floods lately
The
frogs dare not croak
They
hide in big foliages
Maybe
there is a different breed
The
cyber-frogs in the dark space
They
are paid to spin tales
The
game of the falling giant
Maybe
they aren't paid
They
pull back to stay behind
When
the money starts to roll
The
frogs will dance and sing
The
Bamboo river flowing
Into
their minds to measure in full
Once
the holes become huge
The
frogs will fall deeply in darkness
Where
are the frogs?
They
are planning to leap
Once
the green light in the air
They
will jump high and scream
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