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Clara

From the start she struck me as sturdy

Her dress always seemed to rustle

Too late I found what was underneath:

Ten stone of sinews and pure muscle

 

Now I was never known as a weakling

My pecs were moderately developed

Yet no man of modest stature could cope

When in her strong arms enveloped

 

The power of Clara overwhelmed me

As it would most normal fellows

When she gets you in her clutches

She squeezes first then bellows

 

I was emasculated by the power of Clara

The battle raged and I could not win it

Yet later other girls seemed strangely wan

I would not have missed her for a minute

 

These days I size up other young women

Looking for tokens of unusual heft

A rustling dress always sounds promising

So, despite Clara, there is something left

 

The power of Clara overwhelmed me

As it would most normal fellows

When she gets you in her clutches

She squeezes first then bellows

 

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