Lone frogs, each one king of the pond,

Clap and howl, no longer bored,

no longer busy.

This time they're lined up

like they were in church,

and every bit as rapt.

listening to the

WORD

hallelujah! —

rapscrapslap

whambamthankyouma'am

POETRY —

that runs through their veins

like caffeine

but far headier

and more addictive

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poems by Jethro McClellan
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