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2d
He opens his teeth-filled mouth
And screams, “Bow or I’ll bite!”

One brave serf remains straight,
He does not bend at the waist.

So the mouth of the king swings,
Opens for a big bite, what a sight!

It’s only filled with paper teeth.
S R Mats
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S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
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