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Frogs Frogs sit more solid than anything sits. In mid-leap they are parachutists falling in a free fall. They die on roads with arms across their chests and heads high. I love frogs that sit like Buddha, that fall without parachauts, that die like Italian tenors. Above all, I love them because, pursued in water, they never panic so much that they fail to make stylish triangles with their ballet dancer's legs. --Norman MacCaig Anyone like animal poems here it is along with the next post. Easy to read and understand, care for a laugh as well. :) -- Sir Arthur Sitting in Rome, A Rat Talking Hurrying underneath reality. -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.csie.ntu.edu.tw) ◆ From: pbd1031.urh.uiuc.edu