I am not a frog Loving my comfy bath Boiling in your death pools Because I don’t know any better
I fear not the Grimm Reaper The midnight creeper the heart-monitor beeper gone silent to proclaim my passing
Because my spirit is divine I have no need to work for time According to divine decree Turns out Time works for me
I am in love with the English language And I think she loves me back Which begs the question in two-part harmony What miracles shall we allow today
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