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Shiny Thought for the Day
(or, "Reynolds' Rap")

I don't hold with God or Fate
For these have yet to demonstrate
They hold the stars in sane regard
Or brake the fall that's fast and hard
And left to these, there's bad and worse
That men will do across the 'verse
So though it may not serve or save
Still, I aim to misbehave.