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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398847" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Morning Walk (Parody)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Full of revenge the animal started walking, <br>while the wind jerked off curtains down the street<br>blowing wildly behind clouds of fog, <br>passing the supermarket, where trolleys stick out<br>like always bunched together.<br>Passing tractors, with a lost tooth, going round a drum, <br>shy, she sneaks past rubble, tin shacks <br>that is stripped, past a tower next to the street; <br>a female dog that morning is walking<br>with twisted teeth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And in her territory she gradually got loose, became dog again, <br>crossing the streets without a chain, going right through a fence, <br>where she walks into a direction without an owner, playing with butterflies<br>that are hopping up and down to find nectar or are turning above the lettuce; <br>she pauses, with the smell of meat that drives her on, <br>while she is half blinded.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, the gnashing and a clatter when the wind<br>rips curtains off at houses down the street, <br>capsizing something against a car, <br>blowing beds and bricks, exposing poverty<br>at every shack.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She walks inquisitive <br>over rags, intestines and rubbish bags<br>that are stringed together, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">inquisitive up to the street, <br>running over the road full of uniforms, <br>whining with aching teeth, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the wind flies up full of fester<br>when she shakes her big head -</div><div style="margin:10px 0">at this place <br>the wind is contained</div><div style="margin:10px 0">forever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(With apologies to Louis Esterhuizen/Reference: “Oggendwandeling” (Morning walk) by Louis Esterhuizen.)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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while the wind jerked off curtains down the street
blowing wildly behind clouds of fog, 
passing the supermarket, where trolleys stick out
like always bunched together.
Passing tractors, with a lost too..."></div>
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