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Toad's Croak
cubbzor

It is that time of year when
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the toads croak in unison.
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They almost set a rhythm.
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You find yourself lost among
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their constant hiccups, and follow
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the drifting lines you assign
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to complement your thoughtlessness.
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How long has it been?
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Your ears strike separate notes
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as the toads swallow themselves
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and you and your ears begin to
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remember nothing and the
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sound of nothingness.
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When the toad's don't ribbit,
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then start the crickets.
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Give the toads their long
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awaited intimacy. Leave them
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alone and close your modest curtains
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after you gently shut the window.
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They'll be sleeping soon enough.
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11 Jan 11


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and oh, i didn't know there lived a toad croaking long before. i should have known
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