by the second card mr nothing began
to have doubts seeing a red butterfly
he was seeking for patterns with help
of an old trick the rorschach inkblots
while learnt the meaning mr nothing
wondered how he could have missed
the fallacy of the maturity of chances
that misled the sacred and the rogue
but if to forget the moment of the fall
rather foreseeable output of their acts
there is still that hasty generalisation
no matter good or bad we all gamble
hidden pilcrow 