My Green Frog
my green frog
he said
ever unto
and into
the whatever
blessed be the
peace
and love
and justice too
the tree frog
rhymed wine
and utter fog
condensed
into matter
that matters
document of jackal laugh
riding taboo
slung low
with thought
the rest remains
for the few
afraid to say
unafraid to die
test me
for the day
before I run
clasping nada
on a run like
an oryx
the lost destitute
cause raining
fast cool
and clean
-- Cass Hook
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