That’s a paper frog “I see,”
with its legs so cleverly twisted,
one might try and persuade me
“tastes like chicken!”
but then, how would such a
paper frog swim? I wonder,
without his twisted paper legs,
so green and dipped, then fried
in batter, because everyone seems
to always want to see and hear
themselves in another, but oh,
how we forget,
what makes that paper frog
unique – is the paper.
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