Those tree frogs make such a racket not subtle like a cricket singing in the thicket but more like a lion without the base like a tree branch squeaking or an old branch breaking they get their point across I can tell you that one thing, its like finger nails on a chalkboard or the high ten strings on a harpsichord or the tires screeching on a hot rod Ford as annoying as this damn poem, damn frogs lol
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