June 3, 2015 9.19 a.m.
On the curved stretch of road
By the lay-by stood the hungry toad
Waiting for a stray fly to come prancing astray
For it’s feeding to be done for the day.
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It’s late night
And they are out in heedless flight
The flies… taunting the night with flirty-colored tails
Tails calling out in the night to the toad to make one his late night meal.
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On the curved stretch of road
Silently waits the hungry toad
For the listless and heedless flies
Because this night, as a must, one flirty fly dies.
Merci. 9.26 a.m.
Bravo!
Thank u. Kay.