Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your wives!
What light through yonder beaver breaks?
It is the yeast and the clitoris is my sun.
I saw the source of morning dew betwixt thine thighs as
I removed my source of Grecian power,
As if King Midas dared to touch the clouds,
Upon thy body fell a golden shower.
I thought how black a night and blue
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more
Or close up the pussy with our English cock.
And as that final moment came to pass
I came like Christ ariding on an ass.
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