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To be read as the famous green frog we all know and love  🙂

I’ve drowned myself
In a fountain of fizz
She left me this way
Such a diva, she is

All I can see
When I look around
Are bottles and bottles
Strewn on the ground

There’s one in my hand
And a pounding in my head
And an angry blonde glaring
Now, this I do dread

She said to remember
What I did just last night
But I think I forgot
And that gives me a fright

Did I behave like a toad?
It’s all a bit groggy
No wonder I’m feeling
A little bit froggy

I think that it’s best
To find my own way
I’ve turned a bit green
Though I like me this way

Back at the pond
I won’t drink anymore
Lest, again, my dear piggy
Finds me on the floor


Writing Prompt: Fountain of Fizz – Day 22/30

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