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What violence is QIN here doing, m’Lord?
Why, he appears to be inspiring
Some breathy Wisdom down the frontside of young HBL!
With it, naturally, cums the slimy His-Dumb
Of untold Generations of Torah-makers.
Beautiful, story-seeding QIN!
He holds aloft the canonical mace,
And grips the hair of his brother-wife.
He tries to be gentle, avoiding OMRH,
While he AMouRs the Fish-Face of NOR.
Beautiful, subservient HBL!
He trains himself to suppress the gag
While he opens his gullet and soul.
No stiff-neck’d luddite is he!
His teeth he skillfully retracts,
His ears he hungrily hearkens,
His eyes gaze lovingly upon the face of god’s Bull.
Together, their tongues become one:
QIN, talking down, makes the sounds,
HBL, sucking up, makes the pleasures,
And in their Optimythic union,
Third-born $T awaits in the wings of ADM.
