Froggy feet

Froggy feet

oct 23 2025

(I made this in Aug 2025 but this is an updated version)

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you are a frog

you are working in an office

And the air is just too cold for a cold 

Blooded creature

And the office feels so dry, 

And the cubical so dusty, 

And when your froggy fingers, 

Ake from typing emails, 

And your froggy eyes grow foggy, 

From the endless pages

For some reason unfounded

You find yourself dreaming..

That your big froggy feet

We're Deep inside the mud 

And not held back by shoes 

That you cram onto your feet

And you find yourself dreaming

Of someplace not so neat

Someplace far away 

Rare and dwindling

Where your big froggy legs 

Can be used for jumping

And your long froggy tongue

Can fly freely from your lips

a place where

you are not choked by collars

where your throat finally can sing

and inflate with the hum

where there are no more Chairs

Just places to rest your hips..

And when you come back to reality

It's six o'clock

And you've left work right on time

And your in a packed train 

With an assortment of frogs and toads

And as you all sway with the train 

You notice that the air is too dry.. 

And the air **is** too dry

And when your lean down your 

Big froggy head

You notice

That everyone has

Crammed shoes

On their froggy feet