Spring night: the music’s
a far cry from frogs. Wait, though;
it’s not that far off.
In fact, it’s the same:
“Here we are. And you?”
Sprung from that croaking,
all manner of beats and rhymes.
All manner of noise
and always the same:
“Here we are. And you?”
Spring nights, musicians
do their best frog-talk for us,
tell the tales we need,
always the same line:
“Here we are. And you?”
— w / thanks to Amy Weaver
Dark Matter 
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