Once an inquisitive lad gazed into the stratosphere, far past the clouds and into the astrophere
His mind on a wondering cruise so lost in the space of time
Surely there must be more to his earth than just the buzzing of bees in trees and that local tippler who was always too drunk to even see
His pondering led him to an unusual door, a mystic portal maybe
perhaps the answer to all his porings.
In it he found the setting, yes! the veey heart of the world's begining
And there emerged the core, life's energy source
Not a what but a who, whose voice soothed and clarified his thoughts
The being stiched the stars in beautiful constellation
and whisked them all to form a milky congregation
This energy was not like those taught from books, for it's power clearly had never been fore-looked.
He is Pangaea's maker and the universe's sovereign ruler
The young lad tried to hold his gaze but the master's light only left him in a daze
He shortly awakened; to the realisation of a great revelation
Then in a rush to his people he went
to spread the gospel of the great King he had met
Valderie Valdera he lived from that day
with satisfying knowledge that has been passed on to this very day
Our world's only reigning monarch, YAHWEH!
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