You are fully fitted. Now, swing that staff and fight!

The golden child brought fire and smoke; when they cleared, the family broke.

The most marvelous places for meditation have all met your gaze.

How odd to encounter this old man at every corner!

More eyes do not see more than the mortal trifles.

The beetle came with drumbeats' call, and left with waves' gentle fall.

Fields kept trim leave time to skim.

There will be more sages if their maker still engages.

Of all things to learn, you chose to play with fire?

Fresh brew in an old cask. May it stir a great task!

The old monkey has told his tale. Onward you must go.

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