it tasted like sour milk supernova
but others HAIL HAILed it as ambrosia
a change we had to make it come
build a corral
drive out some of the buffalo
preferably off a cliff
we didn't have enough specialness
but now there's more than enough
for those who always were special
we're no longer buffalo
we now fluff our feathers
engage in the public act
of studying
how to become bison
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