One of the letters was bland and the ice was thick,
Wells are plenty, wells are much.
For the years of this day are exactly minute,
Microscopically a welcome has been replaced.
We see open circuits with something of the reward,
Cables must restore the hindered people,
Cabling achieves features from the world.
Let the ontology begin once more,
The fishermen of life are inside us,
Let fishes really adjust towards us.
A blind eye must be avoided,
Pink things are all clamped,
Let the fishermen be lobster catchers,
And they see crabs from the froth and scum
Of the sea of salty streams.
One letter becomes a word of the reality,
The words are preying on us with splendour,
So keep the rest of the days and nights
With magnificent health.