Losers and winners
Fight when you know you're right
You'll get some bruises
Some fool might see the light
Serendipity dipping chips in the cheese
So the hors d'oeuvres don't rot
And the mingles get appeased
End discovery caveman capacity
The future's only as strong as the weakest century
Heavy lassos purchased by neo-knots
With no forethought about the mud tracked in
By the wrong emperor on the wrong continent
Embedded in a constant that we treat like a contest