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i took a sudden notion, to go down to the ocean, i got my suntan lotion, my flippers and my mask, in proper distribution, of fully formed ablutions, formed an ocean of pollution, in which i dare sn't bask, some turds were teeny-tiny, and some were big and shiny, but they all fucked up the briney, in which i dipped my toe, if you go swimming in the shite-us, you'll get worse than dermititis, from the sea of grey detritus, where the sewage ebbs and flows, there's no respite, from the cesspit, no shelter from the pong, the poor old ocean, is full of motions, where the hell did we go wrong?, like a lamb off to the slaughter, poured myself a glass of water, i failed to spot i'd caught a, little creature in my cup, i was well and truly bolleaux-ed, from the fires of hell that followed, 'twas the cup of life i'd swallowed, and it almost did me up, something coming, through the plumbing, that should not be there at all, the glass is brimming, and things are swimming, and quite frankly, i'm appalled, was a very hungry fella, i defrosted my paella, came down with salmonella, three weeks intensive care, they failed to send technicians in, to check the air-conditioning, which was unfortunately transmissioning, a case of legionnaire, there's a malaise, in the mayonnaise, there's a poo-poo in the prawn, where we missed them, in the system, little germs are being born, there's no respite, from the cesspit, there's no shelter from the pong, where the hell did we go.?

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Artist: ian dury