Too Much Lake Juice

‘Twas sunset
The frogs were making sweet choruses
The pussy willows moved frenetically
Saying that time for bed was approaching

The thing washed up on shore
Slightly more evolved
Infinitely more covered in fluid

Would the sunset dry off this evolved thing?
If not, it was weak
And should be eaten
Not the product of evolution, no
The sun

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