Whitman, loved your extended nashing. Thinking about whit's wit, I noted this distinction: a song has a finite end (albeit remote), while bilateral omegatism is (by definition) infinite, endless and non-asymptotic. Hence this non-orignal poem, whose second, sixth, tenth, etc. lines seem particularly apt w/r/t omegatism:

A mad metapoet,
With nothing to say,
Wrote a mad meta-poem
That started this way:

"A mad metapoet,
With nothing to say,
Wrote a mad meta-poem
That started this way:

"'A mad metapoet,
With nothing to say,
Wrote a mad meta-poem
That started this way:

[etc. .....]