From the new hit film, “Fifty Shades of Flipper.” See it in your local theater.
They call him Flipper. Flipper–flipcuffs restraining,
No one you see, ties knots tight as he…
Although I’d be happier if there were knots in this intimate little tableaux, as opposed to just a gold chain and two mid-sternum attachment points. I didn’t know that dolphins were into this stuff.
Although what I don’t know about dolphins would fill a pretty large book. They love fish, I know that. And have several convenient attachment points around the chest, median notch, and blowhole.
Every movement is a dance, every toss of the flipper, poetry. Also, be really, really careful of bleeding in the ocean. Because, sharks.
Look away, friends. This moment is too intimate. We’re talking Jacque Cousteau after dark. The things that happen beneath the waves, we do not discuss on the cracked, unyielding surface.
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