When they herd,
They butt up against each other,
In mock jest,
Each sizing the others up.
They stand tall, legs apart and arms across chests,
A male mountain range.
Then come the stories:
Humourous, often sexualised, laced with profanity,
And ninety percent true.
The level of exaggeration,
The measure of their insecurity.
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