Poems and Ribosomes
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Frog
Frog
If I was a frog
in a muddy bog,
I would find
a hollow log.
I would sit there
with a blank stare,
and bask in the sun
without a care.
Then I would try
to catch a fly.
After I ate it,
I would sit and wonder why.
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