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Ditches full of frogs

Strolling down the lane  
Bread-and-cheese and hawthorn  
pools splashing in the road  
drying sun and wind.  
 
Ditches full of frogs  
orgies in blissful chorus.  
 Watching I join in their delight,  
spring is here feel it in my groin,  
 
A happy scene. Should I share the joy ?  
Hold ! a prince among the crowd,  
the walking stick lying in the ditch  
brought me down to earth.  
 
Had it achieved its sole ambition ?. . . .  
the dream of every walking stick  
to help support frail legs;  
then, job well done, cast back.  
 
To the hedge, whence it came,  
watch, rest and wait another,  
take them down the lane,  
until they too walk strong.
Written by Kexby (john rickell)
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