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Rancid

The meat has gone rancid;
bloated green
and infused with an infestation
of wriggling, jiggling maggots.
Bored holes packed full of
slimy, brown this and thats.
Want to know what they are?
Come, come, give a lick,
The texture is incomparable,
and the swallow thick.
Written by coralluna
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