I wish I were, a frog in the well,
Aloof and confined, not a part of this world,
In my domain of cognitive content and bliss!
I wish it were, not an empty pail,
Falling noisily, splashing as it swirled,
Impinging my privacy yet parting with a kiss!
I wish I knew, It has come not to dwell,
It has come to fetch, when the rope uncurled,
It bleeds with water, it leaves with a hiss!
I wish I were, a pail full of water,
Disgorging and spilling, clattering down with a splash,
Living in two worlds, one to complement the other!
I wish it were, not a frog in the well,
Lonely and desolate, deep down with a painful gash,
We could have spent more time with one another!
I wish I knew, why it prefers the gloom and not come,
Into the other world, celebrate freedom, have a bash!
It breeds in water, just like its mother!
