Though Z does not
do much
it has understood much:
'Life's but a zoo
(each one filled
with animal instincts
and each an impotent exhibit)
It's all but a zilch, a zero'
So through its Daoist inactivity
it has grasped calm and peace
and the importance of being last
Z is always ready to go -
after all, it has had plenty of practice
in daily deaths
...zzzzzzzzzz....zzzz.....zzz…
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