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BULLFROGS AT HOME


These boys and girls
Live in a creek
A swamp surrounds
They are not meek
To sing a song for me tonight
Two voices croak
With frog-sound flight
Across the yard
Unto my ears
Now it's three
Rib-bits one hears
Letting me know
The bullfrog flow
When night has come
When day is done
Out in the pond
Being themselves
Not put upon
To bring me wealth
The kind that nature will supply
Money cannot buy
The sound of bullfrogs communicating
The wild of nature awaiting
To those who take the time to hear
The bullfrog's croaking far and near.


5/22/2014 2121 cj







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