serve porpoises
though not for me....
to brew a cup of verbal tea....
same windmills, flailing variously.....
I may keep mine in some dark basement.....
to spear, eventual...keen placement
is the means I'd most prefer....
......might cleanse the lot.....deflea my fur.....
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