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Re anibanerjee
Thank you A. I put 57 frogs on my garden last summer I hope they have not all hopped into my neighbors pond.
posted by
C_C_T
on February 3, 2017 at 1:33 AM
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C.C.
Wonderfully differentiated with different to strikes 
posted by
anib
on February 2, 2017 at 8:23 PM
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Re: FS
Curtains I'm afraid FS.
posted by
C_C_T
on February 1, 2017 at 12:00 PM
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You have me wondering what would happen next.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on February 1, 2017 at 9:39 AM
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Re: RP
Thank you RP. but it was the basis of a fact once. So I cannot claim originality.
posted by
C_C_T
on February 1, 2017 at 9:18 AM
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Re: Sam
I did actually have some one tell me about this years ago, i think he worked in a quarry,
posted by
C_C_T
on February 1, 2017 at 9:14 AM
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Re:Wiley
Guess so Bro or we would not be running around like rabbits.
posted by
C_C_T
on February 1, 2017 at 9:13 AM
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Re: Annicta
Yes nature is alluring at times A. It is surprising how things will survive against all odds.
posted by
C_C_T
on February 1, 2017 at 9:11 AM
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Re: Kabu
Yes OK . The fish have their chips. But nature does not care as long as the species survives.
posted by
C_C_T
on February 1, 2017 at 9:08 AM
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Wonderful imagery and imagination you show, and what a mind!
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on January 31, 2017 at 9:12 PM
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Great poem with awesome imagery! It had a flavor of mythology to it for me! sam
posted by
sam444
on January 31, 2017 at 8:34 PM
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ChiffChaff
Different strokes for different folks Bro.
posted by
WileyJohn
on January 31, 2017 at 2:54 PM
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wonderful poem....i love nature and poems about it...
posted by
Annicita
on January 31, 2017 at 1:44 PM
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You really have an amazing mind...keep this just in case...
Oh and in the deserts of ourback Australia when rain comes there are fish in the water so quickly. They grow and breed and lay their eggs in the mud as the waters dry up and the eggs lie in the baked earth for years waiting for rain so they may have life. Not so different really to your poem.
posted by
Kabu
on January 31, 2017 at 1:14 PM
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