Immorality (NaPoWriMary 3)

Seventeen lines on the immorality of toads, thanks to Ryan.  Like everything I write, it started with me and some meter, and I thought I had left the toads behind until they made for a good twist to the trajectory.

A line-break darling:

no bird can sing, neither can the sun
come up, but they are metaphor

This one I would like to polish and do something with.