Eglon, the Very Fat King
There once was a king so fat
That on the night he was ambushed,
The dagger could not be retracted
When it was plunged into his belly.
Even the handle followed the blade
As his folds of flesh rolled over it,
And then... the dirt came out.
(The Book of Judges)
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