I tickled frog
Beneath the chin

(Grrrdip, Grrrdip)

A little pulse
Belying stillness-

Patient tongue
Awaiting prey.

Threw pebble into
Ancient pond-
(What arrogance
What folly)

And echo bounced
From solid state,
The stone before bang

From the empty
Gourd of his
Emptied mind.

Come, friendly frog-

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