In answer to your underhanded query
and knowing that you have been rather puzzled,
it would surprise you, as a shoulderpadded dearie
that I have two, though one of them is always muzzled.
They share the dangly bits and are not Siamese
the bigger one likes flashing and was cut
the other one, a peeper, what a tease
remains immaculate and is the one that's not.
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