The fat toad

The fat toad

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The fat toad

Ill Feeling...
It’s always there between us
A fat toad
Silently waiting to squawk
We both feel it
Yet never mention it
It could explode
Become a bomb we cannot defuse
So we hope that time or tears
will wash it away
Well it may....
but one day
Whether we want it or not
It could squawk.



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