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29 clubs are like stubble.
He laughs at the shaking of a javelin.
30 His underbelly is like sharp pieces of broken pottery.
It leaves marks in the mud like a threshing sledge.
31 He makes the depths boil like a cooking pot.
He makes the sea like a cauldron of ointment.

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29 A club seems to it but a piece of straw;(A)
    it laughs(B) at the rattling of the lance.
30 Its undersides are jagged potsherds,
    leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.(C)
31 It makes the depths churn like a boiling caldron(D)
    and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment.(E)

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