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			<title>A Leopard Lives in a Muu Tree </title>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p>A leopard lives in a Muu tree<br />Watching my home<br />My lambs are born speckled<br />My wives tie their skirts tight<br />And turn away -<br />Fearing the mottled offspring.<br />They bathe when the moon is high<br />Soft and fecund<br />Splash cold mountain stream water on their nipples<br />Drop their skin skirts and call obscenities.<br />I'm besieged<br />I shall have to cut down the Muu tree<br />I'm besieged<br />I walk about stiff<br />Stroking my loins.<br />A leopard lives outside my homestead<br />Watching my women<br />I have called him elder, the one-from-the-same-womb<br />He peers at me with slit eyes<br />His head held high<br />My sword has rusted in the scabbard.<br />My wives purse their lips<br />When owls call for mating<br />I'm besieged<br />They fetch cold mountain water<br />They crush the sugar cane<br />But refuse to touch my beer horn.<br />My fences are broken<br />My medicine bags torn<br />The hair on my loins is singed<br />The upright post at the gate has fallen<br />My women are frisky<br />The leopard arches over my homestead<br />Eats my lambs<br />Resuscitating himself.</p>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2014 23:01:18 +0200</pubDate>
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