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Nov 2012
Peter the frog!
exclaimed jimmy the toad
I dare you
I dare you to cross that road

water and flies
the moistest grass lie
just out of reach
too bad you cant fly

oh I shall and I will
then a tale to thrill
of peter the frog
in water so still

reverence my sight
tomorrow you might
wish that you came
and conquered your fright

As peter explained
it was nights where he lay
pondering places outside of the bay

there now he was
on the cusp of his courage
and to think his delight had been so delayed

Never could I
Panted jim with a sigh
travel to places outside of the bay

If matter I live or I die who can say
yet simply I state it shall be in this bay

so travel now friend
you wouldn't want to be late
for a fate of fresh bounties lay outside the bay

I seem him no more
Hear him hurry his pace
the titan of timber along on his way

Jimmy the toad
had no interest in roads
only in having his *** by the bay
R Guildenstern
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R Guildenstern  Toronto
(Toronto)   
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