A nasty suspicion creates condemnation
And concussion, one floats as a balloon.
Then fixing combs your hair and scalp,
The enemy is mandatory for the friends.
Footmen walk towards the station of right,
In front of a mangrove they grow and thrive.
Mighty claws arrive and toss the enemy
To the sea of delights, a flirtation to be and desire.
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