Tame the Mammal
He is a chip off the 'ole block
longing for the chase of the "flock",
Instead of the Masquerade Ball
he tells tall tales at nightfall.
With his pants down and thumbs up
he growls like a wimpy pup,
And later, begging to be fed
he wishes he were a thoroughbred.
If I were to be bitten
by a man, would I be smitten?
I think not, and would disengage,
like a lion, place him in a cage.
Some day we may tame mammals,
to survive, it is primordial.



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