The Bullfrog
He sat with no more compunction than an eel fish big-faced, bloated, the complexion of a beehive - a dragnet of emotions crammed into a tumbler upended in water. His eyelids wore the effort of horseblinders, a spongy leather masquerading as torpedoes and I saw him lonely at the crossroads matted grass, a strip of wire, cold current chasing flecks about his person, then lunging green exploded into rapacity - caressed the awaiting fly strewn stick with emerald mouth & coffers of appetite.
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"He sat with no more compunction..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Paul Cameron Brown delivers a powerful performance in "The Bullfrog"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...