No man shall be ranked.
We changed the "will" to "shall"
'cos we like gravitas. We dig
the shit out of it. They (men) shall sharpen
their skiis. Sharpen their skies.
The words are similar, aren't they?
No man shall be ranked,
the words are close enough. Almost,
like horseshoes and hand soap.
Or is it handshakes? Wait, wait. Let's get
over this. I even bore myself.
I could bore you too, if you'd like.
No man shall be ranked
until they tear that mountain down.
Until the rings are polished
on the sleeves of a tuxedo jacket.
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