OUR FRIEND THE DOG 



descendant of him who roamed 

 outside the bone-cramped cave 

 which you suddenly see again in 

 your racial memory. Drunk with 

 indignation, your bark broken, 

 your teeth multiplied with hatred 

 and rage, you are about to seize 

 their reconcilable adversary by the 

 breeches, when the cook, armed 

 with her broom, the ancillary 

 and )fors worn sceptre, comes to 

 protect the traitor, and you are 

 obliged to go back to your hole, 

 where, with eyes filled with im- 

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