Information entailed a wonder,
Dissolving a salt, deceiving a desire,
Flowing heads were rolled out
With wrens and foxes to discern.
The middle attitude begot a clean sort,
The relaxed animated spirit fused
With the concepts it gave birth to
In the meaningful hour of concern.
Fixing a whole moment shaved the hair
Of the apes and monkeys of the jungle,
The frost and awesome ice swung
Along the grounds and alleys
Of the jungles.
This wonder fell towards the floor
Trying out the sense, in this way,
The sense even did not accomplish
The way of the woods, or the way
Of jungles.
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