Squirt
It begins in the neurons of the brain
It ends in the stained wall most often
But pardon him for it just skids excitedly
From nowhere as a gentle serpent
Creeping slowly by the ladies' room
Now despise the grinning thespian
Mock the laughing orator
Curse the chuckling poet
Execrate the smirking vocalist and the painter as well
For they are a bunch of angelic maniacs like the rest of Adam's clan
Who strive to reach the occasional peaks in artistic modes
Now it's wet!
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