Inge Hoppe-Grabinger

extinct

In the dusk of northern Siberia
a mammoth feals so inferia
if its tusk for l'amour
gets stuck in a moor,
and rots in the bog's interia ....

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Published on e-Stories.org on 02/04/2017.

Poor mammoth....I feel sorry for this beast....smiles
Irene

I Bebe02/04/2017

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