A Ride
is it a crocodile or a cayman
a dromadaire or a camel
an ass for sure is not a mule
and the horse trot his last gait
to feed the dog or the dingo
could be an hyaena
in the subway you meet people
their face telling nothing
but the fox know where the chicken is
the lettuce or the endive
the fiddle heads and the music
changing nothing
Copyright © Catherine Labeau | Year Posted 2015
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