Zealot Tidings
Frog's gone and jumped in a lake
Brimming with sadness and diving
Deeper than he'd ever been
Laughing so softly and nigh on unseen
He trimmed the verges at the lake bottom
Dodging the jestam and flotsam and rotton
Discardations of our nations in their sullen heap
Till he met the fairy queen and fell fast asleep
All alone in a cage by the lake
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
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