My Least Favorite Muscle

It's slimy red exterior glistens in the dark

As it jerks and spasms on key

The cords run in, the cords run out;

Through its cage that traps it

It's wet and ugly,

When it grows old, it kills its' owner

Or just slows til stop

And it is funny how

This unreliable

Nusance of tissue

Is what we attribute

Our most powerful feelings to

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