I needed more smiling
whence along onto my patio
came a mysterious wee frog
wasn't hopping and was hardly breathing
singing all around him were his family
enchanted or engrossed by the tree high songs
I poked him in his arse and he hopped and hopped along
La luna will be fulla of fog
I needed more smiling
whence along onto my patio
came a mysterious wee frog
Cute, cute, cute
ReplyDeleteLove it, Gina! What a great combination! Movie and poetry. Precious!
ReplyDeleteLove the poking video. And your whispery laugh is great too.
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