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OW, Joi, the rebel, he had a son In far, far Gosh where the tall trees wave. Said Joi: "In Gosh there shall yet be one To scorn this life of a self-made slave; To spurn the law of the Knight, Sir Stodge, And end the rule of the great King Splosh; Who shall warn the Glugs of their crafty dodge, And at last bring peace, sweet peace, to Gosh."

Said he: "Whenever the kind sun showers His golden treasure on grateful flowers, With upturned faces and hearts bowed low, The Glugs shall know what the wild things know." Said he: "Wherever the broad fields smile, They shall walk with clean minds, free of guile; They shall scoff aloud at the call of Greed, And turn to their labours and never heed."

So Joi had a son, and his name was Sym; And his eyes were wide as the eyes of Truth; And there came to the wandering mind of him Long thoughts of the riddle that vexes youth.