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J a c k C o o p e r
L o n g S i n c e
It had been so long since it rained
I'd forgotten the marching band
of pergolas and patios
trash cans and streets
I wanted to croak like one of those cheery frogs
that wakes up mates lays eggs
then digs into a hole again
after just one spring shower.
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