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Daily Poem 3 – Alchemist’s Lament
They want magic to come from unknown places
As soon as the source is revealed
There’s a frown on their faces
Why! They collectively squealed.
I could have done that!
There’s no wonder
For I too have a rabbit and hat
Which leaves all us dancers annoyed
Is this philosophy that hard to know
That what God has most thorough enjoyed
Is that creatures of mud from mud gold can grow
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