consider the tables
periodically
earth turns post-humanously
like sand through an hourglass
time after time
my rhyme weak like tigers
on fire

division rise from indecision, precision these tools let loose on fools who choose.
to right watts wrong, belong, to something greater
come along, sing a song, it's kum-by-ya

Preparing to
Cut this rug better than disco
Better than the bee's knees
Better than Triangle
Better than flying overhead, in a Lockabee jet
Better than the soft touch, equilateral
Better than a massacre, by Wu
Better than ain't nobody good at doing watt I do