Silk Rope
My stint is to constrict,
Like a serpent on the offence.
Twisting and squeezing,
My pulchritudinous polka dots.
Whether my complexion burns like fire
Or freezes like ice
My chassis and tenuity hold true.
Versatility makes my copies
As I'm prerequisite to all.
Children abhor me,
Corpulent simpletons do likewise.
Prestigious parliament parade me
As I'm a sign of social standing.
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