Race by Vasko Popa
Some bite from the others A leg an arm or whatever
Take it between their teeth Run out as fast as they can Cover it up with earth
The others scatter everywhere Sniff look sniff look Dig up the whole earth
If they are lucky and find an arm Or leg or whatever It's their turn to bite
The game continues at a lively pace
As long as there are arms As long as there are legs As long as there is anything
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