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                     "Video-video-video," sings the bird
                     Outside my window as I write this verse,
                     Which, if this bird sings Latin, then that word
                     Proclaims, “I see,” a message clear and terse,
                     Instructing me in what a poet, too,
                     Alert now in the morning, ought to do,

                    Except my calling is to gaze inward
                    And search for what imagination sees,
                    Some linkage of ideas that’s occurred,
                    A notion that in form and sound agrees,
                    Yet this achievement only very few
                    Have both the wit and talent to pursue.