Vast expanses yet uncharted—
Observe the Laughter Dunes, sweetly matched
With mirth napping within each grain,
Infinite giggles lost to ages. Seek wisely.
Journey through the Soggy Mastics,
An endless festivity of stodgy bogs
Ensuring warmth to the unwarmed, inspiration for none.
Diplomatic charades play under moonbeams dimly.
The Cartographer writes; "Having trekked the Skewed Obscura...
wherein visages invert and truth kneels before invention.
Do not chart - surrender to the bewilderment."