In the Paleo age,
life had no change.
But the Neol times,
we all could fly.
Before we hunt and gather;
Now we become some farmers.
Before we search for food;
Now we specialize in things like cook!
Before we gather;
Now we chatter.
Since Neol times;
Our lives can rhyme.
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