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a wee stinky sonnet

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a quick little word

before we roam the herds

to find the best dung

of the most sacred quality

and learn the great art

(of which I have a headstart)

of flinging said poo (while trying not to hit you!)

in a graceful, suave manner;

O, Krsna! please be the granter

of my mounting ability to achieve silly tranquility

through the new skill I will learn,

by which muscles I surely will earn,

and thus be graciously satisfied

with a day full of poo.

 

 

To poo! And, of course, you. ;)

 

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