So: in the beginning -- "stuff" didn't exist yet -- was #Darkness, afloat on an ocean of #Black.
The #Creator made #Light, and He clove it from Darkness, the "day" in the front and the "night" in the back.
Abd He looked on His work, and He said, with s sigh,
"Cottleston, Cottleston, #CottlestonPie."

A bright golden haze was still fresh on the meadow;
The corn was as high as an elephant's eye
The castle were standing stock still, just like statues,
Not turning their heads as the cowman rode by;
But the little brown mav'rick was winking her eye.
Cottleston, Cottleston, #CottlestonPie.

So: after the gold rush, I lay in the basement --
Broken-down, burned-out, full moon in my eye.
Groggy, I hoped for someone to replace me,
But just then, the sun burst out bright in the sky.
I thought I could hear an imagined band playing,
And all of a sudden, I wished I were high.
Thinking of something a dear friend had told me,
Of something I hoped against hope was a lie:
"Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston pie;
Cottleston, Cottleston, #CottlestonPie."

A team of #astronomers makes an announcement --
Mysterious signal from K34!
Top expert #cryptographers race to decode it,
With #wavelength and #spectrum analysis, more,
This cyclic #enigma beamed out from on high,
"Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston pie
Cottleston, Cottleston, #CottlestonPie"

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