Why did they snatch the sun
Right from my sapphire sky?
Now the fog is here
And I've got stones for eyes
And all the frogs are dead
From what I fed them
But they still ribbit and croak
From inside of my head
Where do they all go?
Is there a pond above the clouds?
Or is there nothing?
Do their ghosts just hop around?
Is there a heaven for the amphibians?
And if so, is their God a bumpy toad
Are they happy there?
Is there a field of flies and worms?
Or is there nothing?
Not even a godlike bumpy toad?