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In my pond I don't take no poop  
Iv'e got very little time on this earth
I get a little of this,a little of that, and thats the scoop
I've got to love this time between my death and birth

So in my pond i'll live, in my pond i'll die                                  
suppose if I was granted just one wish                                                                It would be a delicious fly       

This is my only space 
My oh so lonely place
Im just a toad so I'm told
Now this Ode has grown old

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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