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Sep 2015
Such chaotic creatures
They crave order
Only to find
It isn't there kind of order
It isn't quite the thing
But if you change it
Just a bit it will be perfect
At least according to some
Others will find fault
And so more alterations
Will of course occur
They feel order
Is meant to be malleable
Not getting that order is stone
It's tradition
and that may not be
what they really want.
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