The last ice age had been caused by a wobble.
After it passed they made houses from stars;

Visitors would peer in
And see the tongs not slipping,

Roomsized pebbles having been moved far.

It's like this more
When we speak than when we write;

Loving thus we have been
Loved by ground,

The word being
A box with four of its corners hidden;

Everything else is round.