frogs mate,
duplicate.
Lot's born.
i must warn.
Pond's cold
mini tadpoles
Form limbs,
start to swim.
some waste,
nature's haste.
Bow out,
life is great.
from the top...
frogs mate
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this is great! I love the short little lines it works so well. Hugs Coreena