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| Alas, I did not find a photo with four Cuban tree frogs. |
them that the lightning isn't likely to ignite
them, a barbershop quartet of frogs is
warming up. The thunder claps so close
again, it sends them back into a patient,
cautious silence. Not just yet. But soon
the song will rise from Cuban refugees
who find our land quite to their liking.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2014
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