Let’s all parley one sog quale.
Our honeybees gone thin air.
’twas John Locke ‘pined it not we.
Mystery? when not one did care.
There is only one sog.
Created He our ether’s auras.
Earth’s air His aureole writ large.
Reside His halo made just for us.
Air on water Noah’s entourage
There is only one sog.
