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In a few lines, the poem sets the word wonderful against a bleak verdict that hell has only grown worse.

The page's power comes from its compression and contradiction: the title promises wonder, while the body moves through unstable class, direction, mountain, and general life toward a flat worsening of hell.

The lowercase title 'wonderful' is immediately undercut by garbled, vertiginous lines -- 'Contuer class and way up Greek', 'Syphassis has a different up and down now', 'Whereever it it iis' -- that enact disorientation. The compression pays off in the flat closing verdict: 'Life in general should know / Hell is worse / Than it ever was', the irony of the title sealed by the brevity.