| Seahorse. . . It will Probably be Okay (excerpt from collection) |
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| sea-horse, you are neither sea nor horse but you are mine brown and sharp as you glide through the tide amorphous your prickles oh, how you are the only ocean creature to swim backwards you are either male or female, you are the ocean's finest breath-taking worm-like mammal the way you float in thin water and gravity pulls you nowhere oh god sea-horse make me proud and gallop through the Arctic sea-horse so smooth, so rich and creamy, sea-horse ... do you enjoy yogurt? -- from Mrs. Twister's Weird Tornado & Animal Poems |
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