Tomorrow, Dr. Ima Sirius-Kriddek will praise a poem composed just yesterday—she would have been working on this post for the past few hours, but her computer got impossibly slow, and so it’s not ready…. But let the poem itself (generated by this website) serve as a teaser:

 
How happy is the wonderful friend! 
Does the friend make you shiver?
does it? 

I cannot help but stop and look at the dearest sister.
Does the sister make you shiver?
does it?

The cunning affection sings like a filial fashion
Down, down, down into the darkness of the affection.
Gently it goes—the sly, the artful, the tricky.

I saw the fat closeness of my generation
destroyed,
How I mourned  the camaraderie.
Never forget the blubber and loose-jowled
camaraderie.

The socio-economic class that's really eternal,
Above all others is the brotherhood.
Are you upset by how everlasting it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the brotherhood so 
permanent?

How happy is the eldest partnership!
Are you upset by how first it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the partnership so
firstborn?