The Skywalker Show

 

"Yearn into filling, and yearn into commode,

What verily cometh, when one fries a node...

Of Bass Bicher's envy, of Passive's delight,

the swarm hath come empty, to come here by night...

They mock and parade, they chagrin, and just so,

To learn in the timing, it will be all they know...

They learn with the lights off, they learn in deep tombs,

They learn in deep dungeons, with mysterious rooms...

They rattle and rattle, and then they did say,

I just want to be famous, anyhow, anyway...

Deep learning in dungeons, deep learning in tombs,

deep learning in alabaster, strange padded rooms...

Where are you going, cattle, what will you next do?

Because you're going to asylums, and we'll take your bets, too..."

Poetry