At thirteen my two buddies the beaglesyou brought home as pups, pennedout back, hungry to break free,lay back their ears in a lope,trail every luring scent:a mile from home, noses to ground,you found them, jerked each upby an ear, swung them like feedsacks,yelps and howls worse than my screams,rage doubled by your threat to swingme by an ear if I didn't shut up.
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