*Shipshape Satyr*
crunching breath per passion pressure
receding thuds surviving punctures
oily mucus trailing the throat
nocturnal nose nimble nasty
callous caresses of loftier odds
contract into a span; a pause
chaotic Satyr straying
inflected atmosphere puking
appalling aroma swift choking
transient tail fiddling furs
alchemistic ears swift curl
departing breath made him a-thirst
wily state mated with folly
shipshape satyr scarf-down Lakshmi.
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