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Born and Fed (Free verse) by Dovina

A calf comes in with urges— get on feet, find a tit, run around. This last, it seems, concerns the calf only for the fun of it, glad and safe, born and fed, worth the effort.

Dovina 7-Jul-05/1:18 PM
I presume you mean the meter is wrong. Surely, finding a tit is top priority for the calf.




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