A staccato wind pulses through the
trees, splattering hundreds of thousands
of frogs across the wilds of Madagascar.
The lemurs are perplexed, and howl in
pain and dumb rage as the frogs hit.
There is an explosion in Switzerland
and the smooth, snowy face of the Alps
flash and glitter bright black as waves
of expensive mirror finish sunglasses
sift down from the heavy clouds.
Careless tourists gazing at the sight
are blinded permanently by the flash.
In the middle of May, it is raining in
San Rafael, California.
Mariann farms The Dole, Sirs.
