I personally would have flipped the bird that,
Sent me out here and told me to found my city.
Too late for me, it paused a moment,
Saw me floundering and flew off.
I'm an idiot,
It was not a sign.
Fowl get.
My sons keep telling me everything's sinking,
that there's new benchmark for angles - bricks on string.
My people, nauseous, pining, unlevelled, will refer to bricks,
hopefully miss,
That I'm up to my knees in pyramid backwash.
Good one, eagle.
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