It was on a rainy and foggy day.
I went to the nearest railway.
I carried a pack
on my bag.
I went trough a forest.
And I stopped for a rest.
And I saw a frog
in a fog.
The man who I met
was very upset.
He’d lost his dog
in a fog.
Than he tolled me this story
And I was so sorry,
that I wrote it down
when I came to the town.
October 18, 2002
The story in a fog
© Copyright: Петр Анатольевич Полетаев, 2009
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