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A Thing who deals in wickedness, for sure, plots doubly well against the wisest. |
| A Message That Thingliness be Avoided There is a thingly thing, Which tired of being content And which thus fell from healthy rank To serpent that would not relent. The figures who allied that goal Built destinies with ill. They've grown So self-defining, they’re like walls You can run through, but Can’t disown. There is a thingly thing, Which croons for all to follow it, Misleading clouded followers To take their soul and swallow it. He breaks a broken twig in two And drowns the light of day, Combining falsities to cease Them quick discerning They’re just clay. |