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The Cane Toad
 
I sat by the window watching the road
when out of the gutter came a little cane toad.
He looked to the left and looked to the right
then back to the left to ensure he was right.

He thought he was right so he hopped to the left,
looked back to the right to where he had left.
He should have looked right but he looked left instead
and a truck from the right knocked him arse over head.

(born loser)

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