Maybe we could shed some light on the matter running it through the Pikachizer:

pika-pi

Piikachu-pi Pi-pikachu Pi-piikachu chu-Kaa.

pi-pika-pika Piikaa Chu pi chu-pika-pika.

Kaaa chu chuu/ chuuu piikaa/ chuu/ pika pii.

Piikaa pika-pi Pipi Kaaa Pikachu.

I am reminded of a fine poem by Gertrude Stein, A Light in the Moon. It goes something like this:

A light in the moon the only light is on Sunday. What was the sensible decision. The sensible decision was that notwithstanding many declarations and more music, not even withstanding the choice and a torch and a collection, notwithstanding the celebrating hat and a vacation and even more noise than cutting, notwithstanding Europe and Asia and being overbearing, not even notwithstanding an elephant and a strict occasion, not even withstanding more cultivation and some seasoning, not even with drowning and with the ocean being encircling, not even with more likeness and any cloud, not even with terrific sacrifice of pedestrianism and a special resolution, not even more likely to be pleasing. The care with which the rain is wrong and the green is wrong and the white is wrong, the care with which there is a chair and plenty of breathing. The care with which there is incredible justice and likeness, all this makes a magnificent asparagus, and also a fountain.

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