—O tempora, o mores
Oh, fellow immobile go-getters
In the lurch, it’s clear
As that blankety-blank
Non-stopping blinking stop-
Light before us we have no
Inkling where we’re going—
But not to despair, though;
Fortunately that lot is
A lot more auspicious
Than not going anywhere
Period, is it not?
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