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Albacore

Rating: 5.0

Tremolo vibrations mark this soar
like weight lines in my invisible cloak
urging more ardor as nerves implore
testimony heralding our sick joke

while packed within schools of baffled flesh,
nose to tailfin in mimicking motion
too fresh to witness the feeding thresh
since Bigger taints the ocean with devotion

with teeth that shred the lagging morsel
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