Oh Mr Frog - What Was The Password Of This Rain. Poem by R.A. Wahyudi

Oh Mr Frog, Thou kinda tricky.
Prestige me; In the rain of January night.
Don't you feel?
Meme; is a strange invention?
To laugh at hieroglyphic of human creation.
With Binary coding of Rosetta stone.
Deep inside our archetypal root.

How much old I ask.
Old much.
Pyramid of Ozymandias.
So tell me the Password of this rain.
Let not distract me with thou jest.
I won't draw your imperfect symmetry.

Ask thou, and what thy fire?
Started by a smoke on the black hat.
And rain comes, every drop unimportant.
So Mr frog what the Password of this rain.
Let I unlocked and connect again.