I met a girl

I met a girl who said: “My mind
is like a frog
that turns and jumps
and jumps upon a log.”

I think she meant to say: “My mind
is like the very silver breeze
that roams about where it may please.
And if it ever were to stay,
then like a breeze,
would pass away.”


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