"Wait! What? I'm talking about the dice game,
Your deus ex machina was so lame,
A blast to put the kibosh on reform..."
"A mere plot, using the same story norms
As your true life, lengthy convalescence:
More than mere facts, they share the same essence.
"As I told you when you pleaded of me,
'Do you have a time travel agency,
Some machine to erase the cheating clock,
Shipwrecking us fat and weak when we're not
In old age, with our missteps and exiles?'
'We can't change the past!' I said with a smile.