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Has gentle Quasimodo struck your back?
And flayed your hide to make his home within,
Then gleefully remarked unto his twin,
"This withered leather tent has yet to crack!"
Lush thickets spread to cover primal black,
Not covetous, O creature without sin,
Just wise, such that you knowingly give in
When master tries to raise you with a smack.
Approach promotes upheaval and distress,
Entreating my increasing love for thee.
Restrained inside a muzzle's harsh caress,
My dromedary, starting to ascend,
Surveys the rugged hills, then turns to me
As if to say, "Escape with me, my friend!"

Description
Has gentle Quasimodo struck your back?
And flayed your hide to make his home within,
Then gleefully remarked unto his twin,
"This withered leather tent has yet to crack!"
Lush thickets spread to cover primal black,
Not covetous, O creature without sin,
Just wise, such that you knowingly give in
When master tries to raise you with a smack.
Approach promotes upheaval and distress,
Entreating my increasing love for thee.
Restrained inside a muzzle's harsh caress,
My dromedary, starting to ascend,
Surveys the rugged hills, then turns to me
As if to say, "Escape with me, my friend!"