The pleasure of an argument
Is the change from right to wrong.
So sure, so firm when first begun,
Now where do I belong.
I started no, then maybe so,
Before long I agree,
Up is down, a smile a frown,
Is non, peut-etre, oui.
I hear, I feel, the yin, the yang
Of every point of view,
Let’s argue for a paradise,
Where all-everything is true.