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Sue:

Phil and I came across this in our upper office today at work, and it brought the following ode to mind:

Ode to an Oosik

Strange things have been done in the Midnight Sun
and the story books are full
But the strangest tale concerns the male,
magnificent walrus bull!

I know it's rude, quite common and crude,
Perhaps it is grossly unkind;
But with first glance at least, this bewhiskered beast,
is as ugly in front as behind.

Look once again, take a second look --- then
you'll see he's not ugly or vile
There's a hint of a grin in that blubbery chin
and the eyes have a sly, secret smile.

How can this be, this clandestine glee,
that extrudes from the walrus like music?
He knows, there inside, beneath blubber and hide
lies a splendid contrivance --- the Oosik!

"Oosik?" you say --- and quite well you may,
I'll explain if you keep it between us;
In the simplest truth, though rather uncouth,
Oosik is, in fact, his penis!

Now the size alone of this walrus bone
would indeed arouse envious thinking ---
It is also a fact, documented and backed,
there is never a softening or shrinking!

This, then, is why the smile is so sly,
the walrus is rightfully proud,
though the climate is frigid, the walrus is rigid,
Pray, why is not man so endowed?

Added to this is a smile you might miss,
(though the bull is entitled to bow)
The one to out-smile our bull by a mile
is the satisfied walrus cow!

-   author unknown