we set the whole thing up so you must fail
that is the purpose of this great machine
against the gods we are you vainly rail
your whole job is to murmur and to quail
and claim that the process was not foreseen
we set the whole thing up so you must fail
the wind will swiftly move from breeze to gale
and all the ships will have to leave the scene
against the gods we are you vainly rail
you cannot face the ocean with a pail
and all your efforts are not worth a bean
we set the whole thing up so you must fail
the truth is that all virtue is for sale
and honesty is what we find obscene
against the gods we are you vainly rail
upon these heights that you will never scale
are said the words that you could never mean
we set the whole thing up so you must fail
against the gods we are you vainly rail
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
07 April 2008
actual conspiracy
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