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Yao Feng
Wolf’s in Town
Wolf’s in townThe sheep make no move
they only nibble grass from the ground
They line up in neat formation
like ridges planted with cotton
Wolf howls: It’s so fuckin’ hot
To a man the sheep
strip off their sheepskin coats
© Translation: 2009, Tao Naikan and Simon Patton
WOLF\'S IN TOWN
© 2009, Yao Feng
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WOLF\'S IN TOWN
Wolf’s in Town
Wolf’s in townThe sheep make no move
they only nibble grass from the ground
They line up in neat formation
like ridges planted with cotton
Wolf howls: It’s so fuckin’ hot
To a man the sheep
strip off their sheepskin coats
© 2009, Tao Naikan and Simon Patton
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