Frog on LSD
up and down, up and down,
he hops through a melting town,
the street signs wave as he hops by,
the sewer grate laughes,
while the clouds start to cry,
the birds are stretching longer and longer,
the sidewalk's muscles are getting stronger and stronger,
through his ear is a swirling vortex of ribbits and croaks,
from elephant children in which he provokes,
high as a kite he looks down below,
then through a purple wheat maze he did go,
his ACIDious adventure has not come to an end,
for in the morning he shall do it again.
