I stole my looks from Montgomery Clift,
my mind from Aldous Huxley; from Albert
Schweitzer comes my oft-described kindness
to animals, and this despite my revulsion
at their paw to mouth existence, their drab
sexual practices and their uninteresting diets.
I’ve bent way over to accommodate these habits,
even stopping on the street to help would-be
faunic procreators find and mount a mate.
I’m strictly an amateur, sure,
but I know my work.
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