Intro It

                                        
                                           
Diverge diverge                 
said the demiurge              
for I am a scourge          
you cannot destroy.                  
                                
Deploy enjoy             
said the alter-Troy           
for I am a buoy          
you cannot submerge.              
                           
Perhaps, if we coax              
all the poetry schools        
of I and of anti-I              
to the seas and oceans         
of what and why,              
we can bring those bodies
renewals of life               
amid the bells of our notions          
set adance by whooeys and phooeys,
and bury our hoax.                       
                                          
                                       
                                        
                                   
                                                
                                                    
[ Note: the above is not against anyone,           
and is somewhat obscure on purpose. ]
                                       
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