Rules and Things

Rules and Things

I met a man. His jaw was square
He smiled under thinning hair
He talked to me of rules and things
He checked and measured chicken's wings
He used a multi-function tool
He talked to me
Of things
And rules

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There is a lever
There is a point in space
There is a force
There is a mystery
Give me a lever
Give me a point in space
Give me the force
Give me the mystery

I called upon the head of state
She asked me if I'd care to wai
I said that waiting got me down
She sighed and then began to frown
"My life", she said, "is full of fools
Who talk to me
Of things
And rules."

I saw a beggar walking by.
I followed him, I knew that I
Could give advice and cheering words
"Hey, you!" I cried, "You smell of turds
But all it takes to live like kings
Are books of rules
And lots of things"