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A Poem About Toads

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𝓘𝓷 𝓪 𝓹𝓾𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓪 𝓬𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓯𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮,

𝓦𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓼 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝔀 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼,

𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓸𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓸𝓹 𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓼,

𝓣𝓸𝓸-𝓫𝓲𝓰 𝓽𝓸𝓹 𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓼 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽.

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𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓼𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓪𝓴𝓼,

𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓻𝓾𝓫𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓽𝓼 𝓸𝓷 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓰𝓰𝔂 𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓴𝓼,

𝓝𝓸 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝓮𝔁𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓰𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰,

𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰, 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓰.

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𝓟𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓶𝓾𝓼𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓼,

𝓟𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓯𝓵𝔂'𝓼 𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓳𝓪𝓻𝓼,

𝓟𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓾𝓭𝓭𝔂 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓼,

𝓐𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓮.

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𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓭𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓾𝓭,

𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓵𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓼 𝓲𝓯 𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓭 𝓪 𝓫𝓾𝓭,

“𝓝𝓸 𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓮’𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓯𝓯 𝓽𝓸,”

𝓗𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭, 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪 𝓰𝓻𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝔀.

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𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓴𝓮𝓹𝓽 𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓸𝓯 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓯𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓼’ 𝓯𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽,

𝓐𝓼 𝓲𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓻𝓾𝓷 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝔁𝓽 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽,

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓼𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓭𝓲𝓭 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓮𝓷𝓭,

𝓦𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓸𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓭𝓲𝓭 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓮,

𝓞𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓼𝔂𝓸𝓼 𝓵𝓮𝓯𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓮.

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𝓐𝓽 𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽, 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓽 𝓪 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓸𝓪𝓭,

𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝓽𝓸𝓪𝓭,

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓶𝓾𝓻𝓴𝔂 𝓫𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓹𝓾𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓮,

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓸 𝓼𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓱𝓾𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓮𝓭.

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𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓴𝓷𝓮𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓵𝓾𝓻𝓴𝓮𝓭,

𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓻𝓾𝓫𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓽𝓼 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂,

𝓣𝓸𝓪𝓭 𝓫𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓪𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓪𝓻𝓴𝓮𝓭,

𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓪𝓵, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓸𝓭𝓪𝔂.

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𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓳𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓮𝔂 𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼, 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷’𝓽 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭.

𝓘𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮, 𝔀𝓱𝔂 𝓭𝓲𝓭 𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵 𝓪 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭.

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𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓾𝓹 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻’𝓼 𝓮𝓭𝓰𝓮,

𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷,

𝓣𝓸𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓷'𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓰𝓼

𝓐 𝓫𝓲𝓻𝓭 𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓯𝓵𝓮𝓭𝓰𝓮𝓭,

𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻’𝓼 𝓰𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓶,

𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓪 𝓼𝓸𝓯𝓽 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶,

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𝓣𝓸𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓮𝔁𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓷,

𝓐𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓾𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓵-

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𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼, 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓽 𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓼 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽,

𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓸𝓷 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷’𝓽 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽,

𝓨𝓸𝓾’𝓵𝓵 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓪 𝓼𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓪 𝓼𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓪𝓴 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓻𝓸𝔀,

𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝔀.

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