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Protein I now look at twice
Like anyone does ‘The Nice’;
An effective copying of my neighbor:
Glad Ship that finally made it to its harbor.

Creature facing the focused knives
Of stern butchers and their wives
keen on its weekly reduction:
Spiritual weaklings to the seduction.

More fluid snobs during its fire baptism,
Its distancing from water, the magnetism.
On railroads , the first victim of even slow coaches
And often the remembered  by he who poaches.

We may only in dreams conjure up a pig
That forgot to be big
Or one freely and gaily
Searching for the pearly…

Rather rudely the snout-wielding-slit-eyed
With the poorest body hygiene it doesn’t hide.

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