Buddy knew he had an ass.
Had a mouth
Where shit came out.
Just sometimes.
Buddy had a heart, two lungs
And a sphincter.
They were different.
Very different.
And each kept to their own.
They were connected, through
This body, though each different thing
Ignored this.
They were servants to that body
And, should one get too haughty
The Cancer Police come knocking.
And the body is dissolved.
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