To each who asketh thee the question ultimate;
Thou shall give what is called a smile well dignified.
‘Avaunt!’ some might woof soon if thou did hesitate
To answer question theirs with proof just improvised.
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Would thou to each say this thought with confidence:
The Sun gives light how and how all’s well organised?
On Earth flatline all, also dwell as audience;
Except none do know how the world is harmonised.
On soul every chances death should thou clarify,
Then state precisely that one truth’s immortalised:
Of you will each live and die; need one verify?
And how this world of ours protected edified?
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If they pretended not to apprehend;
Tell each to fight until the bitter end.
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