During the nuclear bomb tests of the fifties,
well-after a word in The Maldives
lent itself to all belts of coral
enclosing a central lagoon,
the 2-piece beachwear, the teeny-weeny,
landed on the atoll Bikini.
To an equally well-named atoll today,
Palmyra perhaps,
down on which a selfie did touch,
would I say, 'Thank you so much! '
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