You're at the lake
With a few good friends,
Trying to catch frogs with
Butterfly nets.
In the trees, hidden by
The thick summer leaves,
Sits God and his snickering
Little brothers.
"I've got one!", says Ted,
But the frog is fat and
Arrogant, it gets away,
Scowling. Then
God hurls a stone at Ted,
And God don't miss, so
Ted is dead, and God with
His family laughs.
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