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lundi 30 décembre 2013

A HUNDRED KILOMETRES TO NOWHERE

A FUTILE RACE By Tikum Mbah Azonga Did you see the smitten kitten Throw up its own snowballs As if they were hapless little paper tigers? Then, awkwardly, she pressed them down As if they were some wanton swollen pollen Yet, the Parish priest sat there all the time And said nothing Absolutely nothing.
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  1. Unknown30 décembre 2013 à 10:54

    A FUTILE RACE

    By Tikum Mbah Azonga

    Did you see the smitten kitten
    Throw up its own snowballs
    As if they were hapless little paper tigers?
    Then, awkwardly, she pressed them down
    As if they were some wanton swollen pollen
    Yet, the Parish priest sat there all the time
    And said nothing
    Absolutely nothing.

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