There are Paragraphs and
chariots. Sea those Pairs of graphs and
charcoal nets? I jumped over a Pure
Horse Shaft with his Sheared Nest. I
don’t know how I am going to get out of this shadow but his filter is not as
good as my cyclone. Circle here and side
show there, hear a thigh bone, wear a spy phone, ever spare a slide home? Are we being Polarized or, as usual, hearing
Peculiar lies?
My friend’s friends asked me “Are
you in your Wonder Years? Or is it
Christmas in your One Deer Years?” I
said, “I would never wonder why You Sneer.
That is sure a One Near Speer.” I
am always Wasting in that Rocket’s Red Hair who makes Bums Worst with His Stare. He went Poof through his blight while he lags
still back there.
My Last Master was in the List of
Misters but he sure was a lot Less of a Minister doing all his Lumping Monitor
with which made him a Loon Monster. He
always sold cures that Tingle Tangle Tongues as he Goes biting merrily at
dogs. He said, “Thanks to me, You may
become a wolfman. And That is why I’d
never tell.”
But I am not a wolfman. I did not grow fur and I do not have
sharpened teeth! I am a Toad! I started out being a Toadlet. Following a heavy rain, I emerged. And because of Me that was not an Emergency!
Since I had sunk in the sink, I just
sighted a spat where the Sphynx does stink.
Spink me? Skink you! We all belong in the Mafia Zoo. Can I let us enter derangement with you? You can toot too!
If you wonder about brooks, you are
one deer fool. It’s like you wander
about crooks. Boy, you sure are living in a Cell. If your winter is a nook, you are slippery
still. If you drank what you shook your
martini glass is no longer full.
I guess I just have to envelope my
developed letters once I A Bee See them.
Due You See them Two?
I am a toad who had made friends
with a frog. Our toad’s usual work day
is doing the digging into the rocks in
the earth to avail to our fellow toads rock crystals that contain minerals that
are good and needed for all of us. Every
few days I take a break and I swim in this near stream to relax and clean
up. On my way to and from the moving
water, I began constantly bumping into and passing by a frog whose own workday
constants consisted of filling bags of cellular edibles that entered this
stream from human sewage systems. I sure
liked taking a break by climbing dry ant
piles and crevassed land forms. After
three months of nicely not attacking each other, we oddly began sharing flies
and worms and iron and manganese.
He sure was one gelatinously frog
with such thin skin that grows heavy with metals. His family likes aluminum, lead, and zinc, which
easily pass through their bodies.
Me, being a toad, enjoy a cocktail
of chemicals from our skin and our parotoid glands. My family sure like limestone, slate, and
fieldstones, which retain cool moisture, provide secure crevices, and makes us
easy to bump into.
What we showed the world is that,
Yes, frogs and toads can live together, but a lot of times they think each
other are their pets. While other Frogs and Toads often share the same
environments in the wild, we need to keep combining them in captivity in order
to delete severe risks regarding disease, toxin exposure, and predation.
More after more, spelling all these
assemblages of our chromatic chromosomes is becoming more deflected by slight
sight hearing earrings. Look! Look!
A big thing here and a King Kong there!
Hear that Bong that goes along from every elderly swing sling. You’re on that sling and I got the shot and my
Frog Friend gutted that kit along his heart’s slot. Sleeping while creeping keeps making me
weeping. My weeping is your human,
inhumane weaponing. And you keep
stepping on me while I am walking me
more into agony. More, more, morn this
morn. Dring a plot as you get a shot
with your bigot from that other lot.
That is an otter lot that is odder than a lot with their udder snots
under all this rot.
Think about it! Frogs, on the other hand, use many varieties of
rose quartz and amethyst to grow all of our homes in a stable, non-toxic
addition tree.
We constantly need a consistent
water source that surpluses abundant food insects in order and odor and not
otter which is odder to cool them in a
bunch of our shaded housing pots. There
are no laws of nature against litter if we are all surround themselves with
leaves, twigs, and brush piles. Neighbors encourage social gatherings with
creative buffets of crickets, roaches,
and worms—that are gut-loaded.
You’ve got to see that a Toad’s ally
is not inconvenient. It is not that that
Frog gets me nuts. I am a Toad and I
Toad, you’re slow. You Toad all
disasters which Frog gets from Me.
What do you think will happen?
Toad
Away
Toad
Away
Toad
Away
Toad
Away
What
did the Frog Croak
When
his Toad is Away?
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