I believe what I believe, no more, come
dirty looks or pleading.
Why didn't my horoscope say “today's
the day you cease their reading?”
My horoscope's only been right one
time. “You'll say something you regret.”
That's not psychic. That's humanity.
That's playing nice, safe bets.
You have more ideas than evidence, and
some you can't defend.
For me all thoughts are conditional.
On facts they all depend.
I favor Science and a Deist god, for
I've seen them in action.
When no help I see in an idea, I just
can't give it traction.
I guess I'm not cut out for faith.
Over all, I favor reason.
In eternity, with the poets and creeps,
I'll take my medicine.
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