One afternoon, the light hit just right- the room was filled with dust motes, 'twas quite a sight. But two little boys did not want these to float, not in the air but the floor it should coat.
So they swatted them down, but lo, what did they do? The dust swirled up and around, through the room those motes flew.
They tried to trap them betwixt their hands but those motes were quite determined not to land!
In desperation they tried one last attempt, they bit those dear motes with ferocity and contempt. But did those motes stop, oh no they did not- they danced a fancy two-step and cartwheeled quite a lot.
But then, what did those smart boys understand? If they stood still... on their heads motes would land! Let's give them both a hand!
All while little brother stood viewing, "what in the world are those two doing?"
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