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Frogs
After an age of stentorian coupling
Dots became tadpoles pullulating
Zooming around in marauding bands
A spoon of porridge for their catering
Tadpoles fed porridge and algae
Will grow into froglets in no time
I watched them hop onto dry land
I hoped they would reach their prime
But thrushes and robins were waiting
The novice amphibians proved easy meat
Beady...
Sunday 19th April 2020 1:23 pm
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