When I was in highschool I was exposed to my first dadaism art. It was the following poem by Victor Dada:
Turtle got no mud, man.
Turtle got no mud.
Turtle got no mud,
He dry up and blow away.
He dry up and blow away.
And forever he seeks his turtle, that which is mud.
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