Defend him whenever he chooses a thought,
Defence is of dolphins with the seas of an oceanaut.
Guessing is my disease, offering me selection
Into the schools of marine life, in it is ablution.
Demand a schism with the land of animals too wise,
A wisdom decided itself from the awkward of allies.
My decision spelt mayhem for the oceans of surprise,
Alphabets are run in lipids of the surface to analyse.
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