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And though snoring is done

It is no good for the soul

For it leaves but must stay

Stays but must leave

And by what passageway?

Out through the mouth

Or in through the nose

Or be lateral and do both.

His feet will never touch the ground

His hair and nails are rarely cut

The sun is unworthy of warming him

Rains come

When he is relaxed upon his throne,

His eating implements are for him alone

He is friendless and retired

And too great to be admired.

Misfortunes that befall the world

May be put down to

The fetishes and taboos

Associated with the sea

Where none must gaze upon it

Nor bathe nor swim,

And to fish from it

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