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Just like the hills Standing on top of that hill Felling clouds and wind. With broken heart and confuse mind In a world full of nonsense Simple rhyme makes sense Rhymes is preferred to reason And is followed like a fashion Reason stresses the mind Rhyme helps it to unwind Words are nice to hear If their rhymes are clear Whatever it is they propound They evoke an alluring sound Take the word RATIONALITY It sounds boring unlike idiocy Idiocy is possessed of a melody To the ear it's a sound of beauty But when joined they rhyme, The sound of which is divine Not knowing right from wrong I would rather listen to a song No matter how stupid its lines If they rhyme, well, it's just fine In our world filled with nonsense Not a thought is worth two cents Every word spoken is a babble It's better kept under the rubble Well taken are words that rhyme Their sounds are worth a dime Rhyme minus the reason Brings in a good season For the ear to indulge in so melodious a hymn like the hiss of a wind Wordless yet full of meaning To a soul that is meditating Rhyme over reason delights emotion It revs up a hesitant feeling in motion It serenades a heart seared and broken Convincing it to try falling in love again