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| 1 Cave Man
See the cave-man in the case: See his ugly bony face And the way he bares his teeth, Muscles bulging in relief. See the blood around his feet: Something that he’s killed to eat. He’d like to eat you, if he could Or hit you with his bit of wood. If shove should ever come to push He’d bash your face in, think it play. Note, though, the sartorial way A modest loin-cloth hides his tush: The ancestor, or so they say
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