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Feb 2021
is simple. It croaks
and splashes in the pond
from dusk to dawn. To be
glad jumping from lily pad

to lily pad, not on
the run. To catch my meal
by sticking out my
tongue!
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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