The Pond - Poem by Alamalexia Zhaan
There is a Pond,
In a land 'free of consequence',
The pond is filthy and is filled with the grimest of creatures,
You ever did see.
A pebble fell into this Pond,
It fell and was met with an inviting 'plop',
The pebble fell into the Pond,
This could not be undone,
Thus the pebble lie in the murky depths of the Pond,
For all time.
The fall was not without consequence,
It caused ripples,
Big ones at first,
They spread out all over the Pond,
But the point is, my amphibian friends, is,
They always will!
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