The frog proclaims unabashedly <br />Within hearing of everyone <br />He brags that he has paid his dues <br />And did it even before the last hour, <br />Paid much more than what was worth <br />Every bit of what was owed and more <br />So, he held his head up high <br />Nothing else matters now <br />The day is a mockery for him, <br />Beneath an imagined sun, <br />Basking in delight in a shrouded glow <br />Owning the dark of night, <br />The cold of the puddle, <br />An empty inheritance in creased parchment, <br />He now croaks his incessant boast <br />In a pond where day refuses to come<br /><br />Eddie Roa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/smug-frog/
