The toad told a story, about the time he paid a toll.
I told the toad, that I didn't want to hear the story.
The toad told me, that I had to hear his plea.
I sighed and told the toad, that fine, I'll agree.
The toad told me, that it was too late and I had to leave.
I rolled my eyes and told the toad, that is fine with me.
The toad told me, that he was sorry.
It didn't change my mind, as I was already angry.
The toad followed me and kept on saying that he needs me.
I told the toad that I didn't care.
The toad told me, that if peace is what I seek...
I didn't listen to the toad after seek.
The toad told me a story.
And now I wished I listened.
Sorry, to the toad that only wanted to tell me a story.
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