Somewhere in Russia
Somewhere in Russia there’s a pond
Blotched with the duckweed spots
It seems a middle of beyond
Although it might be not
A frog was sitting on a leaf
And then it jumped away
Perhaps it sensed a sign of whiff
Or anything that may
Disturb and interfere the frog’s
Criterias of peace
Another frog jumped on the log
To listen to the breeze
Somewhere in Russia there’s a rush
About the stones I throw
Into the water, for a splash
The fishes mind to blow
They dash to get a food to eat
Which aggravates my guilt
Cause its a stone instead of treat
That falls down to the silt.
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