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An unfortunate ghost is left clutching her cunt instead of her head, under the arm; where is the expression on a severed head - in ether above the severed neck? - for assuredly such spectres have expressiveness. Can it be the cunt's lips curl into a grin. Smile, cockle, smile. Alas, poor cunt, I knew her well. Alack, O cockle, no teeth, no toothipegs.