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Basho’s Frog for Our Time
An old roadside ditch
A frog leaps into the lane
‘Neath Subaru tires
I suppose I had better apologize to Basho, his frog, the Japanese people, Subaru, the pretty little tree frog glaring at me through my bedroom window, and all lovers of Haiku!
Later: a dear friend reminds me that I have touched on this topic before:
Flat Frog Floogie
The silent carport
A frog croaks under a tire
Then silence resumes
Pinched from Basho’s famous pond poem
Music: “Flat Foot Floogie,” 1938
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