Like a blowout-preventor belching so
Much oil & at its tubing string it traces
Dark parabolas we see brown we see green
We see mechanisms steady the device
Release it steady it then release it again
The plume takes up seadebris & pressure
Who knows what else an old woman on her back
In the pathway slaps one then the other of
Her hem-stitched pantsflanks she laughs
No she cackles & delicate dandruff flecks
Nearby her thick bag & other things
– If pumping mud down the valvebody fails
Then cut & patch siphon & cap or a second well
Bored further along we have other viable options.
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