I can feel the pain of Nebuchadnezzar
For my journey across the land
was long and arduous.
And as I traversed life’s dangerous highways
I found that an empty vessel
was indeed a seedless grape.
My safety was never assured.
For I had transgressed against
all laws of the known Universe.
Yet, speaking individually, I was but a blip
but as part of the hoard I did motor at a clip.
Nitrogen and sulphur, carbon monoxide
these are slow poisons, surely not to be sniffed
but was I concerned? Not likely, I had some
pretty damn good gears to ...