Frogs, frogs
Cute little pots
Leap across headlight beams
Enervating drive in foggy rain
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Those saddening days
Of childhood
Of great recession
Doom and gloom
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Good and bad cholesterol, there are
Much as we people, and so they are
Fish is good food to say
And meat bad anyway
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Once a heart surgeon opened the heart
Of none other than his own sweet heart
To find any residue
Of love at all to him due
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There once was an young psychiatrist
Freudian psychoanalyst
He from the conscious
To the unconscious
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Monsoon drums on stage
To the cicadaes' chorus
Raining orchestra
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Once the little Tom asked, why
Mom do all those flowers fly?
Wrong you're but, Tom
Rightly told his Mom
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She pulls the rope left, right
Left, right...
Comes water, up the well
Buckets full!
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