dust that. Purr then by my right cheek -
Who bit the tiger's ear ?

In dusk is coolness. Fire is fearsome.

Two foot with two feet; here gold - landfish
Furless and featherless;

glanceless save in the glare.

Look at the biped. fit to eat birds. An cat & a
Hawk is to blame for that;

We give them nothing. Man
They can not see in the forest.

Black Patha SUGGESTION once told the small
Go learn by the fire; HUHH give no service;
Patha the small; came again; and said

Whom have I served, fat Patha
I have eaten pleasant; but I have given no service.

Nevertheless; leave goose-eye his glare;
there is place for us both.

HUMBLEME! leopard spoke then: I have taken the pheasant
at mid day.

When Hather was bound in his box

Came Lava swimming slowly

left hand over shoulder ;

and said : What is it .

The box said, I am Hather;
and so she dragged him ashore.

I Patha patha my father
took out one eye of the Tiger ;

now in decent dark he crawls in the tree
not running, slow over the bough of the drak

Hathan and Hathorstamm have no eyes in the dark
stinking and stumbling in ubnderbrush

they carry a third eye in their hands.

see no cats, see only cat eyes in the tree.

Draseal the tree over night : the soft shadow

night the time of feeding / night the time of
water.

Hathorstamm burns out the wood / making false eyes
with fire.

furless and featherless, glanceless save in the glare/
so patha plucked him //

lest he go snake-naked alone..

Saod spotspot / what monotony // always the same the same
cat eyes from the tree of the dark
Blink, blinkalink/

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