If crowned chicken acts as egg,
if egg as chicken should react,
why, hen is zen, and [s]tale is leg,
as s[t]age [c]old question winks at fact.
Is man from monkey or from mouse
descended, woman from the bear?
An answer lies within his house
of cards: beware, lord louse lies there.
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