/ Post-Regulated Verse No. 1: Beijing Duck Necks
When I eat duck necks, my neck grows longer.
Whose? My neck is white, duck necks are red.
Duck necks are too salty, my neck sweats.
Can I loan my neck to the ducks? quack quack quack.
A ducks twists his neck, sees my vicious grin.
A duck extends its neck, my head quack quack drops.
The stiff-necked ducks lose out to soft-necked me.
My mouth waters. The duck necks are silent, only the bones are left.
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