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  FRIEND-FROGS, ROMAN-FROGS AND COUNTRY-FROGS;
IN FACT ALL FROGS, REGARDLESS OF CASTE, CREED OR SEX:

LEND ME YOUR EARS,
BUT NONE YOUR LEGS
AND YEARS:

ON BEHALF OF OUR LEADER
WHO LOST HIS LEGS TO THE
GLUTTONY AND AVARICE OF MAN
AND DIED PREMATURELY OF SHOCK

I URGE YOU TO BE VIGILANT
AGAINST THE SCOURGE OF BEING
DECAPITATED AND PICKLED TO DEATH
TICKLING THE PALATE OF THE EFFETE HOMO SAPIENS SNOBS

PENDING EMANCIPATION FROM THIS PESTILENCE
WE MUST UNITE TO GO UNDERGROUND
AND PRACTICE OUR LUSTY GIFT FOR SYNCOPATION
INSTEAD OF IN A CHORUS, PRIVATELY
AND SOUNDLESSLY, IF POSSIBLE

OOOOOOPS! MY LEGS ...

ramesh gandhi