Antkeeper watches the birds fly by,
Seek shelter from the rain
and stare at the soil
(until it turns to mud.)
Antkeeper says, “Isn’t it fascinating?”
I’ll nod and he will feel proud of his observation.
But when Antkeeper, looked to the ground,
looks up, he tells me,
“Oh! Such a tiresome expanse,”
and sighs and looks down again.
I cannot remain silent and he shouts that I am simple-minded.
Then I’ll nod and look up, the tiresome expanse before me, simple-minded person,
and become fascinated.

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