Frog Poems

At the bottom of my garden
There's a hedgehog and a frog
And a lot of creepy-crawlies
Living underneath a log,
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What scene would I want to be enveloped in
more than this one,
an ordinary night at the kitchen table,
floral wallpaper pressing in,
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I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us -- don't tell!
They'd banish -- you know!
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Following are several translations
of the 'Old Pond' poem, which may be
the most famous of all haiku:
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Be kind and tender to the Frog,
And do not call him names,
As 'Slimy skin,' or 'Polly-wog,'
Or likewise 'Ugly James,'
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My Soul: I summon to the winding ancient stair;
Set all your mind upon the steep ascent,
Upon the broken, crumbling battlement,
Upon the breathless starlit air,
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Once upon a time a frog
Croaked away in Bingle Bog
Every night from dusk to dawn
He croaked awn and awn and awn
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Purple as tulips in May, mauve
into lush velvet, purple
as the stain blackberries leave
on the lips, on the hands,
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You said the anger would come back
just as the love did.

I have a black look I do not
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Drinking my tea
Without sugar-
No difference.
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A grief ago,
She who was who I hold, the fats and the flower,
Or, water-lammed, from the scythe-sided thorn,
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Contemptuous of his home beyond
The village and the village-pond,
A large-souled Frog who spurned each byway
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old pond.....
a frog leaps in
water's sound
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In the thin classroom, where your face
was noble and your words were all things,
I find this boily creature in your place;
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I

Reg wished me to go with him to the field,
I paused because I did not want to go;
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'Oh, dear, this utterly sweltering season of the highly rampant sun is drawing nigh, and it will always be good enough to go on taking daytime baths, as the lakes and rivers will still be with plenteous waters, and at the end of the day, nightfall will be pleasant with fascinating moon, and in such nights Love-god can somehow be almost mollified...[who tortured us in the previous vernal season... but now without His sweltering us, we can happily enjoy the nights devouring cool soft drinks and dancing and merrymaking in outfields...]
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A city plum is not a plum;
A dumb-bell is no bell, though dumb;
A party rat is not a rat;
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Round about the couldron go:
In the poisones entrails throw.
Toad,that under cold stone
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Bird perched, Branch fell
Bird thought, “I did”.
Hen cackled, Sun Rose
Hen thought, “I did”.
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No matter what life you lead
the virgin is a lovely number:
cheeks as fragile as cigarette paper,
arms and legs made of Limoges,
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Tonkin bug-eyed frog -
a subtropical species.
Flat out with fatigue
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The splash changed the course of the universe
as the fish startled in his round of the pond.
Why are you here? asked the fish.
I fell in, cried the rat, wearing water he donned.
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French love their frog's legs delicacy
but it seems mean to leave the frog without
leap frog crawling on belly rejected not
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There once was an old man by the stream,
fishing away in a peaceful dream,
when he heard a voice he couldn't place,
and turned to see a frog on the case.
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It hath been the deepest chasm, never to measure the depth,
Steep and slippery round the corners, but sans corners,
All seem to be multiple corners, having no grips to hold.
Down the gorge with fiery miseries, cries of souls,
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A frog along with her frog-lets
remained in the crevices
between the lining stones
of a shallow dug-well.
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In my heart/mind are fond memories of snakes and frogs,
which I might find at pond edges, in grass, or on top of logs.
In my youth I was no real fan of either household dogs or cats.
I'd prefer wild animals to catch, or just view, perhaps even big rats.
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A scorpion did meet a frog.
On a river bank were the two,
And were having a dialogue,
'I cannot give a ride to you'
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Wonderful World.

I trod down the road because i could not afford a Ford Ranger. The danger of a stranger being the arranger of a rambler is that he finds it a bender trying to explain that Jesus was born in a menger and starts to behave like an avenger instead of seeing things done out of fun by human beings as being sins leading to pins being stuck in their souls. Thats all!
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You've probably heard the story of the scorpion who asked the frog
to help him cross the river by giving him a lift on the frog's back.
The frog refused but finally gave in after the scorpion promised he would not sting the frog, but he ultimately did.
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