Was I born an empty thing to place within a set of rings?
I sought to love the man above but then I found my set of strings
The skins and stones and sticks and woes that set my mind a flurry
Will make such noise I can't avoid and set myself to scurry
I do intend to re-begin and squeeze a damsel with both hands
And when it's right I'll go inside and two will act as one again
But for now I'll stop to think and forget to eat a meal
And all that loss will just result in further sex appeal
I am not a hollow being, I came with mixed reserves
But to my guide I can't decide which purpose each one serves
So to command this problem and solve it for all time
I will release my all and wish for the proper to arrive
Thus when smoke has cleared and I'm exposed to all?
I will demand their greatest hand as I have breached their walls
And on their knees they will decree that I am what was given
To appease the Gods and increase the odds of man that lives in heaven.