The toads were in full chorus
this morning, lustily singing
in the marshy pond in the pit
that formed after the Navy
family housing had been removed,
refreshed by the new year's rain.
Those homes had to go.
The soil beneath them,
was radioactive, spoiled
with cesium-137 and radium
from the USS Pandemonium,
a full-sized fake ship built to train
sailors how to decontaminate
ships after a nuclear attack.
Now it's home for weeds and reeds,
and toads calling out: pick me.
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