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Monday, 27 August 2012

Animal Instinct


Zoos in full of unmannered pup;
lock them in and shut them up.
Scowling bitches throw the key,
as sorrows cry heartbreakingly.

Chains and bars around them gather,
dry tongues each other licking lather.
Stupid boy, gain years with age
‘til then make circles in thy cage.
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