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Anthropomorphics
Having been struck and left outside
the violence of serious cartoons, life is a sad animal hunting. We know it’s mostly shopping, for the great bull, mounting, has said so: his expression, if anything, speaks packages about it. True, his saliva grows less cute, but Tom keeps his appealing intent even with sex, the symbolic, and the raised head end still bleats I praise, nonetheless. |
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© 2004, Chris Edwards
Editor's Note: Sources:
Les Murray, ‘Anthropomorphics’ |
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