Once when on a walk I found
Something squished upon the ground
Flattened and quite dead upon the road,
By its looks I was inclined
To say it was bufotenine
A creature that had once been a fat toad!
But now some car had made it thin
So thin that it could fit in
The book that I was reading at the time,
How fortunate that I had found
A bookmark laying on the ground
Even if it was covered in slime!
By Kerin Gedge
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