FYI--and mine--it's Madras.
And that reminded me of one of my favorite limericks (that was not written by me). It goes like this:
There was a young girl from MadrasOkay, so I was obviously much more immature when that one became a favorite.
Who had a magnificent ass.
It was not round and pink
As you may think
But was grey and had ears and ate grass.
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