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Counter-Evolution
RG (June 1,1965 / Cheltenham, U.K.)

Counter-Evolution

To homo ferus, speech mattered
less than pulling fangs of frost-
Rusalky. Instead, he grew a pelage.

On two legs, he presented a target
for authorities to flatten. On four
he huddled tight to wet concrete, his bed and rock.

His beard forgot cut-throat.
It tuned into enemy signals keen as a cat's whisker.

The scaly tail was gratuitous.

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Comments (1)

I like this one because of it's originality, cleverness, and straight-faced humor. Another winner, Richard.