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View to a Fill
You may not think that there is a lot to a hole,
but just ask Dug,
to be severely surprised:
the almighty spectrum of stance and infinite number of perspectives
are crammed into the hole Dug calls home.
Dug digs deep to uncover and catalogue each viewpoint
hoping all those standpoints and vantages
will grow long gangly legs for Dug to perambulate about on:
as Dug is sick of sitting on the fence during debates
without so much as a leg to stand on.
Though Dug is not quite that desperate
to become a flipping frog who hops
from one view to another,
hoping their hops put them in pole perspective position
where the thoughts are fresher than tomorrow's daisy
and make great leaps and strides with their progressive outlook,
instead of the croaking broken bloated approach
that the toads flick out:
ribbiting on and on in a way that no cares to hear.
Dug is by no means too keen on becoming a crane either;
those bird brains who always have a superior overview
never bothering to swoop down
dirtying their feathers with actual specific facts or focus
instead flying high with an expansive scope
getting in a frenzied flap in the framework and the future
seldom seen doing any groundwork.
A fine set of legs
would also let Dug run away from the fish;
those serene swimmers that dive deep
dragging poor witty worms
down into profound depths that defy perception
making all sentiments naught but drops in an ocean.
All this means
Dug is ceaselessly wrangling the diverse dimensions
of all attitudes and universal opinions
as a good worldview can move the world
therefore a few outlooks can surely move a worm
and let them turn over a new leaf
- all the easier to eat and forage,
now isn't that some thought for food!
but just ask Dug,
to be severely surprised:
the almighty spectrum of stance and infinite number of perspectives
are crammed into the hole Dug calls home.
Dug digs deep to uncover and catalogue each viewpoint
hoping all those standpoints and vantages
will grow long gangly legs for Dug to perambulate about on:
as Dug is sick of sitting on the fence during debates
without so much as a leg to stand on.
Though Dug is not quite that desperate
to become a flipping frog who hops
from one view to another,
hoping their hops put them in pole perspective position
where the thoughts are fresher than tomorrow's daisy
and make great leaps and strides with their progressive outlook,
instead of the croaking broken bloated approach
that the toads flick out:
ribbiting on and on in a way that no cares to hear.
Dug is by no means too keen on becoming a crane either;
those bird brains who always have a superior overview
never bothering to swoop down
dirtying their feathers with actual specific facts or focus
instead flying high with an expansive scope
getting in a frenzied flap in the framework and the future
seldom seen doing any groundwork.
A fine set of legs
would also let Dug run away from the fish;
those serene swimmers that dive deep
dragging poor witty worms
down into profound depths that defy perception
making all sentiments naught but drops in an ocean.
All this means
Dug is ceaselessly wrangling the diverse dimensions
of all attitudes and universal opinions
as a good worldview can move the world
therefore a few outlooks can surely move a worm
and let them turn over a new leaf
- all the easier to eat and forage,
now isn't that some thought for food!
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