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The Bailiwick’s Barnacle Bake
Barnacles bound from the harrowing sound
Of the Bailiwick’s Barnacle Bake. They run to the sea and they call as they flee, “We will hide in the great salt lake!” The guests at the fest had ingested the rest Of unescaped barnaclekind, So the Bailiwick’s hands were out searching the lands To find out the things they could find. The barnacles looked, but the ocean was cooked And had run far away from the sands. They went back to partake of the Barnacle Bake, Avoiding the Bailiwick’s hands. 26 December 1985
I still think it’s funny to abuse the word “bailiwick” this way.
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