Cane Toad Blues

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© Grathy
I have a little story to tell you about where I live in the South. All kinds of crazy creatures down here, you know, they never cease to amaze me, their ways of doing things, and habits. Here's what happened the other night. I couldn't believe it.

I hear a cane toad croaking
Keeps me up all through the night
Perhaps he's toking
Smoking weed must seem so right

Gets it down by the river
His mood taking on a new height

I never knew a frog
Could get high on weeds and grass
I thought he ate mosquitoes
When at night they flew right past

Guess nature has its ways
To exert its might at last

Will gators be the next ones
To try this evening treat
Getting high on the grasses
Instead of eating fish and meat

So many types of wonders
In this land down by the creek