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Intro):

1):
Is it because we have eyes, 
we can see? 
Living inversions as normality,
Topsy and turvy
turned all upside down. 
Makes very good sense,
if squares could be round. 

Juggle-ers practise,
and aptly confuse us, 
Distracting our gaze
with gee-gaws to bemuse us,
Peddling theories, 
both pompous and porous. 

2):
Afflicted by
macular degeneration, 
Exposed to the woes
of opacification,
Physical aging
is cruel and relentless,
We wish one another,
that illness will spare us. 

Plato has offered
us some consolation,
'Oxytata' sight beats fleshly emulation, 
Guards against
cognitive ossification.

3):
Now I am old,
I see ever more sharply,
Nimbly eluding
the grasp of the harpies.
High priests over yonder,
what do they profess?
Perched in their aeries,
besmirched with success.

The gullible stare, 
at their peacock display,
Bedazzled by words 
they are loath to gainsay.
And yet it were easy, 
to make the assay. 

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