Sunday, 16 August 2009


There was once a first man ever
here as everywhere,
who came in the days of beaver,
hyena , wolf and bear.

He came like a big lad leaping.
He danced on our high ground.
His kin came after, creeping,
to see what he had found.

He spoke to his near related
in a language long since dead
but here below translated
is what this first man said.

The air here is delicious.
The ground rich, I suspect
and what a good place for fishes!...

and more... much more
and more... yes, more...
more to the same effect.

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