When it comes to fight
or flight, I mostly get fight--
but what's it to you?

A vampire can
break your heart; a zombie will
only eat your brain

On the shoulders of
giants we stand, hoping it
doesn't make them mad

Crisis, what crisis--
the rich remain rich while the
poor still get poorer

Only the optimist
is capable of feeling
true disappointment

Rabbit darts across
the track as the horses make
their way to the gate

Don't worry, says the
gambler, you'll see my cards
eventually

A rival horse breaks
his leg--sickening, but still
you cash your ticket