~scuffles feet awkwardly~ The latter. But now that you mention it ... O Leviathan! Your blowhole has six-pack ring jammed in it.You blurble, choke, and sputterAs you attempt to outrun the Japanese whaling vessel. A majestic fin, flipper thingy, whatever you've gotCarves the sea.Yet it is too late. The harpoon pierces your blubber.Blurble.Your lifeblood spreads like clouds through the murky deep -- Sharks pick up the scent. Man did this to you, you magnificent beast. We form a drumcircle and sing your laments.As whales ...WoooOOOOAHHHHHAaaaaOOOOOooooooo
Today,I have officially been on the planet 47 years. Why start getting tatted up now?That whale poem is kind of disturbing. How about we replace it with a really kick ass one ?
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