I am scrubbing in the middle of a rather muddy puddle,
with my bottoms full of bubbles and my wellies full of mud.
While my jacket and my sweater go on slowly getting wetter
and I very slowly settle to the bottom of the mud.
Now I find that what a person, with a puddle round his middle
thinks of mostly in the muddle is the muddyness of mud.
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