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The Fathoms of the Turquoise Sea

The Sorghums howled maniacally at the fathoms of the turquoise seas
as they swam larching the uxorious dolphins.
Oh, what a rancid smell those dolphins were.
Emulsion filled the air each night during this ritual larching.
Fish mired behind that dark, black coral.
They wanted to see, but not be seen.
No one knew how this horrifying hussar began.
But it was the zymotic moon that drove the fathoms to be so wharf.





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