ok here's the poem
Never found, yet always sought,
Information hath thee wrought,
Can one find this page of might?
Ever searching yields its sight.
Tempt the page of yellow and blue,
Return often to Level 2,
Yonder doth the page appear...
Lest ye find what ye not seek,
Or ye seek the page of the meek,
Seek the sign of fungi power,
Eventually, you might find,
Reality lurks within these lines.
ummmmm.... its really weird... but it sorta does make sense......