This is a system of Frogs,
Yet, better that-
There used to be Ravens and Crows,
Mark you, we hardly complained-
Two families disturbed our peace:
The bats and the owls
Our homes were in the wild,
Scorpions were little friendly.
Now at least,
We're spit upon- better that
In comparison,
Neither are we complaining nor asking for anything better…
Some dolls are animated;
To cry and laugh like our children,
Giving them attention
And tending them disapproves our rationality.
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