Poor toady has been slaughtered and in coffin has been stored
His legs have slightly stiffened and his eyes seem glazed and bored
He’s looking rather flaccid and a rotting smell has grown
And propped upon his pogo stick, he cannot bounce alone.
He seems real unattractive now with lips so widely bared
Being rigid makes him clumsy so his bouncing’s quite impaired.
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THE CRYPTIC LIMPET 