by: D.R. Humphreys (the DreamWiter)
Frogs frantically face fiercely feared fowl,
Feverishly forcing flight, feebly fleeing
Futilely, from flouted, fulfilling feeders,
Focused frightfully, for fugitive food,
Feasting fanatically, fabulously fattening.
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