Hasty is the fool in his endeavour, forgetting the foundation of Enterprise,
In his pursuit of self-importance, he disuses the self in stupid surmise.
Inefficiency of ignorance makes comedy, and the only thing that entertains,
Until the climax brings about the end, a true tragedy soaked with all kinds of pains.
His structure shakes with a Wind’s Whisper, and a fear of the next comes soon,
Utility’s babe is handheld to Sky, and that foundation is dug with a spoon.
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