It's hard to imagine a worse-sounding word for what it is
My outer layers
Adorned but unarmored
Mostly soft but rough in parts
Poets yammer on about the feelings deep inside
But what about the middle feelings
Brackish, where rivers meet oceans
And the fish that can live in both
Their integument grew scales
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