As ever, now, and forever,
We try to distribute the weight.
In this, of course, we are clever -
Not to forget the lying eight*.
Other parts of the world around
Are trying... yes, the same to do.
An equilibrium, perhaps, is found?
No: world remains a weirdo.
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* Symbol of infinity ∞
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