Once, and this is true,
A discursive ape
Carved symbols for words
In the form of prayer
On a clean, bright bone.
What the ape wanted
To know isn’t known,
Since, once it was burned
And carefully stored,
Everyone lost the bone,
Except for the ape
Who discovered it
A few thousand years
Later, who didn’t
Know the system.
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