Let there be light,
The feather spoke bright,
Let there be heavy
And things got wary
For those who aren’t hairy
First comes first
Then comes the second
And it was to beckon
The birth of the dimon
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When there is nothing to say and nothing to do
You puzzle you head with a maze or two
Or write a puzzle such as this
But do remember how this begins
Why do you walk straight all the time
Roll on roll on twist and shout a few times
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