. Magical Feast

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Hallelujah

 

Frogs hopscotch throught the ether of wind

With royal capes and jeweled staves; even so, still croaking

Ignorant of those gifts. Spiralled tongues

Accelerate, wrapping fairies who sparkle

To be within the puffy jaws; and Woe, wands do motion,

Oft dainty arms, crystalline reverberations

Of smasmodic light, as if to ignite that newly cave.

Now these cheeks opaque sequentially, with each

Wave of a small white hand, frogs become to pounce

Upon haunches, have caught a feast. Back to kingdom pond.

A meal of magic found its floating clover-throne.

 

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