i.
at Beggar’s Pond with cousin I seen this bullfrog leap open mouthed from a mud bubble at a low bird and it took the bird to depths. we wowed our way through reenactments but there was no betraying. frog thrash nor bird thrash came to relieve the sight which had passed
had become
our post.
ii.
men on break from the hauling of your stretchered father men parked yonder.
my long stick tied to yours and may our greatest concentration be with us may it scoot
god
over.
iii.
this ladder once leaned on the Tower of Babel. black cat, these are the jokes.
as crow
& thunder
battle.
iv.
then again, a pair of babysitting sisters thought he was
plenty fine like a little
********
tornado.
v.
I look it up about bullfrogs.
Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 10:16 AM UTC
i.
at Beggar’s Pond with cousin I seen this bullfrog leap open mouthed from a mud bubble at a low bird and it took the bird to depths. we wowed our way through reenactments but there was no betraying. frog thrash nor bird thrash came to relieve the sight which had passed
had become
our post.
ii.
men on break from the hauling of your stretchered father men parked yonder.
my long stick tied to yours and may our greatest concentration be with us may it scoot
god
over.
iii.
this ladder once leaned on the Tower of Babel. black cat, these are the jokes.
as crow
& thunder
battle.
iv.
then again, a pair of babysitting sisters thought he was
plenty fine like a little
********
tornado.
v.
I look it up about bullfrogs.
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