A dorsal fin breaks the water
Salted meat a sudden relapse
Inference drawn from every word
Being sucked in again
Feeling numbed from anaesthetised flesh
Avoid disgrace, ideas still fresh
The gaping mouth, a fish-wive's dream
Bound and gagged your labour's saved
The cost minute, the rules are waved
No hand, no step, your labour's in vain
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