Today, my capacity to accomplish crucial tasks paid a visit. Only a month away from final obligation of my MA program!

An unknown man did stop in our town:
Tall, with dark looks
Gazing right down to your bottommost soul.
Joining us up in our big auditorium,
all of us in shadowy obscurity;
that man upon our rostrum
would fall into a chant
first with indistinct affrications and stops:
*flibbity jib on a bippity bop*
Nobody could grasp its import:
*flibbity jib on a bippity bop*
Us in his trap, incognizant,
bit by bit straying
into a world of magic
now chanting with him:
*flibbity jib on a bippity bop*
Magic in us.