lived in the slipper-shaped
Orphic-orchidic
lost time and domain
of Pandora's sandal-box
(originally a sort of amphora)
wherein lay Schrödinger's cat
like a pair of oracular socks,
a Cheshire cheese,
and a tea-tray in the sky,
and couldn't put Empty together again
but said What a good boy am I !
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