An oyster that went to bed x-million years ago,
tucked itself into a sand-bottom, yawned (so to speak),
and woke high in the Grand Canyon of the Colorado.
If I am not here for breakfast, geologize at will.
---John Ciardi (1916--1986): poet and WWII veteran
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