Odd Poem

A thousand eyes to see the world

A thousand hands that grip

A thousand teeth that bite the world

A single mouth to Grin

A thousand eyes that wander

To see just where they live

All that they see, they send back

To the face that holds the Grin

A thousand hands grab all they can

Things large and fat and thin

They take them away from the light of day

And feed them to the Grin

A thousand teeth bite the world

And pierce the sky from within

Are we the jail, or the prisoners?

Only one knows: The Grin

Order is an illusion

For who can truly win

When that we face has only one place:

The belly of the Grin?

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