Wielded by many, a wonder awaits,
Hidden and hanging, held within trousers
Or placed in a purse, potent in old wisdom.
At one end open, erect when in hand,
Of old, the remains of assaults upon Ansers
And Brantas; anew, it boasts of balls’ actions
By fountains fathered, that famous thing.
Again and as often, it emerges
To greet the world, gleeful, by going
Near to a naked thing, prompted by need
To make pregnant the prone one placed well in view.
Let one who has wisdom wield such a thing;
Let one who has insight say what it is.

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