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Rudimentary Pi
And when you cannot see the bottom
You think the sea goes on forever
And when the snow falls
Gently on the surface
Dusk meniscus bent
In detaching fold
And when you see the snow
Caked upon the ocean
You think the sea was never there
Never depth charged
By the penetrating rain
On occasion breaking through
Red Rover
And when you shake the dandruff
Out of your hair
The suttle ants upon the sand
Shall think it's snow
