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CORAL HULL: REED-SONG: EARLY POEMS: VOL 1                                                                                                                 page-25 THE CANETOAD So ugly and bad is the canetoad Its personality stings Its poison is deadly To all living things Through feeling angry At this fat gruesome toad I find to feel pity Is a much lighter load I looked for some light For some happiness there But I only found sadness The cupboard was bare Tell me why you foul creature That you are so bad Do you like hurting others Or are you insecure and sad At your present state Where you love turns to hate Where your heart is a prison A ward of the state.      This website is part of my personal testimony that has been guided by The Holy Spirit and written in Jesus' name.

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