I know what's going on! I see your tricks!
You think I couldn't tell this game is rigged?
No need to check my score: it's NADA! Nix!
Sweet Fanny Adams! Zippo! Zilch! A big
ol' goose egg! Something stinks. I've just begun
to pull at Ariadne's thread. You've heard
the roar from deep within. (You'd think a run
as bad this statistically absurd.)
You think I didn't feel the melting sun
while wheeling like some carefree, well-named bird
on wings of wax? I fell. Yes. Here we are!
But I found the end of this tangled thread you spin
and I let out your little minotaur.
I've solved your riddle, Minos--I can't win!
