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| By Talisker | ||||||||||
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They swirl in a stupendous dusty vortex, Desperate to merge in feline eyes, Not me! Nor me! Nor me! Yet the lioness picks her prize. Then the fun begins, Confusion gains a sound, The cloudless blue sky spins, Around! Around! Around! The herd soon betray their weakest, (No flabby sentimentality in this breed!) The lioness, all sleekness, Synchronising speed. And then the mercy leap, The jugular is ripped, Resigned, the eyes still weep, In her draining grip. The wildebeest relax as one, Return to grazing, unconcerned, Nature’s communion is done, Another day earned. Oli 13/11/06
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