Beleaguered do not want
To see wondrous dappled waves
Lapping your feet--they hunger to see you
Bursting full-blown from an oyster
Shell before a herd of grunting
Swine mooning over a brimming
Trough of mind-blowing slop;
So step right up and humor us
Knockout, please don't stop.
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