Frog Chilling in Night Air

no one can chill as easily as a frog on a ocean liner’s deck
I saw one lounging in a chair, everything as loose as his neck
He was as comfortable as any animal I had ever seen in night air.
Look at that frog! another said. He’s melting without a care.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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