Scornucopia

So many types hide in the elliptical muck
A pond scrum
Rugged bees and wasps and turtles
Where has the sun been
It no longer cares
Emotional assignment: never turned it
A class action, act, faction:
Stone red, blood opal
Moon shiners make bait
And screech: I've said this before
And memory tortures
And continuity errs
Thus! Wherefore! Hereupon!
I give you: law; 
In carnivore, in sallow certainty
Math, my friends, you wished it,
And now together, we imagine and make
Straightforward worlds 
Round up their gravity to ten
And perfect these ovular spheres 

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