The hound    by Robert Francis

Life the hound,
Comes at a bound,
Either to rend me,
Or to befriend me.
I can not tell
The hound's intent
Till he has sprung
at my bare hand,
with teeth or tongue.
meanwhile I stand
And wait the event


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