A cricket hopped on a lilly pad
Meant only for the golden toad
Who awoken with cries of 'egad, '
He huffed, 'You'll cause an overload.'
'I'm no bigger than your slimy tongue, '
Badgered the cricket to the toad
'May your tadpoles swim in sewer dung.'
He chirped so heartlessly and cold.
More crickets jumped on the lilly pad
Forcing all golden toads to swim
Away from their home seething and mad
Nourishing a prophetic whim.
Let them have the be-puzzled lilly
Raising ruckus with so many
Their warm times will one day turn chilly
Imploding till there's not any!
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