I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—"Two vast and legless feet of wool
Stand by the river... Near them, in the strand,
Half-built a dirt block shark-house stands, whose door
And cubic teeth, laid by Atlantean hand,
Tell that its builder, forgetful instead,
A Ferris wheel, a house, the creator,
Began, but then abandoned, left for dead;
And on a signpost stand these words: Hoocha!
I am Gawr Gura, Apex Predator!
Look on my Works, Chumbuddies ₕᵤhaʰᵃ!
Nothing beside remains. Beyond the great
Tennis Racket and PPP tower,
A million untouched chunks stretch far away."
