I command, Speak your spinal humor,
fanged, fingernailed and nailed!
Poor lemur, now your curve is
likened to your heel-crushed
contemporary, or compatriot perhaps?
Maiden-thrust to the wall, no doubt,
Your missing penis-bone astounds!
Aside: I have one query, here,
Did you find her little heart?
Was it dappled red, and did it beat?
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