A search was out to seek.
A look was out to peek.
The know knew not
the what was sought
and when began to leak.
A leaky when did fear
as never's end drew near.
The soon was now
and that was how
but if was not a clear.
The clear was white as black.
The black was lying back.
Asleep was sleep
to lie so deep
that what became a lack.
And so the what was sought.
But know had still knew not
when the leak
at never's peak
would over-sleep the pot.
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