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Toshie Nohara


The Man With The Frogs For Sale


Carrying a bucket full of frogs
The short man
promply stops at certain houses
Children and housewives
gather round him
watching as he squats down

Then his small left hand now starts to
choose the fat frogs for sale!

Then his expert right hand with a sharp
pen-knife
professionally cuts open the frogs

Then discarding innards and all

Then washes the frogs
in a pail of clean water

Then stringing them in a row for
his curious customers
And eager housewives willingly
pay for the frog meat

believe it or not -they
beaming with satisfaction and
thanking him

Then walking back to their houses to
steam the frog meat with barley to
make clear soup for their children to
drink!
Seems it is believed that this
soup prevents skin
diseases! ! !

The frog man smiles
his familiar smile
'Cos other housewives
request for more
frogs for the
next day

Such is the daily business
of this 'frog man'.

Submitted: Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, February 19, 2014

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

The man with the frogs for sale gave me the idea to write what I saw at the back of those houses when housewives bought the frog meat to steam with barley to make soup for their children as a cure for skin problem! I was about twelve years old then.

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