Dead Dry Frog Poem by Luz Hanaii
Dead Dry Frog
Dry out frog, so dead so flat
been run-over more than trice
no more flesh, no more stench
just a flattened crispy shape
I picked you up and took you home
saw the beauty in your bones
put you on a pedestal
sprayed you with a golden glow
Many wonder, many claimed that
I made you out of lead
others think I work in steel
but my secret won't reveal
Thanks for reading... Yes, I did that... I think I was just out of high school, when I found that crispy frog. I made her look so nice, kept her for a while and displayed it. Then eventually got rid of it.
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4/26/2024 1:02:45 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I picked you up and took you home saw the beauty in your bones.... gold all around you on the pedestal.... at least after a terrific death a great glory you gave to the dead dry frog... your heart is like crystal. God bless u for that. tony
Tony, thank you for your nice comment. Nice to hear from you again.