The frogs croak
loudly
Though it isn’t the
rainy season
They jump to a new
home
Living smart
hitting the right role
The old home full
of maggots
The pond full of
greenish hell
The frogs don’t
live that way
They need the clean
and fresh water
Now in a new home
The frogs can smile
and jump
It is only the cat
and dog
Barking at the
unwelcome guests
But the cat and dog
can’t bark
It isn’t in their
home to argue
They can talk of
principles and conventions
It isn’t on their
fields to hold ransom
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