The fabled truff boozes up in the bay
a drunk fish soaking up sting rays
Puffing up salty puns outta gill berries
dazing shellfish opiating them out of their shells
A city of starfish striving to reach up to the truff
Kelp plants grow up to him as if were the sun
Mining it's charisma in that lonely little bay
renewing their underwater structures
That fabled truff
broiling up the crustaceans
Bragging of points and sticky ability
Hoarding all the swagger in it's dorsal
Gazing at the coral and clams acid reflection
yahooing through the currents and eerie caves
To those jiving seafloor cities chugging octopus ink
without a stamp on his outdated permission slip
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