bukowski counted the lions
he saw in a magazine
crossing some village street
& taking their own sweet time
there were 10
& the paintings he did
of cows in art class
looked better
& the paintings he did
of cows in art class
looked better
than anything
in spanglers bar most nights
in spanglers bar most nights
& i think about ten lions now
& think about painting cows now
when the morning
woke up sick again
& no one knows why
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