Les Mistons
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:11:33
We ran out, certain we'd hit home
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"Lost Collars Without Dogs"
:11:42
Then we made a decisive attack
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One August afternoon
:11:47
our 2 lovers went for a ride
in the nearby woods

:11:52
We'd spotted them earlier
in the afternoon

:11:56
and like hunters,
we tracked them at a distance...

:12:00
instead of hounding them as usual
:12:02
with our name-calling and teasing
:12:06
We watched them ride slowly along,
holding hands

:12:11
Then they escaped our sight...
:12:13
not knowing
we were again trailing them

:12:33
Any fish in there?
:12:35
What do you feel for me?
:12:37
Brutal, physical hunger!

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