Mu, questor, attempts are failures
As use ensures maximized minimism
Atavistic carcasses both walk to work
And criticize the aesthetically impure
But you won't hear that from me
Words are replete perfect impossibilities
Worthless, a more-than-grindable bean
Prepared to pretend to be a herd
While it serves the interests of itself
Parasite! Every site! Built on mud, we
Isthmus architects, we prostitutes,
We pejorative prefix appetites,
We have mu and mu and mu
Without the so-called brains
That failed to baste that stew
Roman Ryan 