The light is white
And life is a white
But there is a bite
In life there is kite
And also some elite
Hate to play the kite
feeling bighead, spite
They pretended sprite

Beneath have prostrate
As in the sky demonstrate
What will nature filtrate
If there's no commensurate
Or to take wing to propagate
The equality to generate
All genders accumulate
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