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, Letβs argue for a paradise, Where all-everything is true.
playful poetry -- I love to argue and I find it fascinating when someone changes my mind- A debate or argument must start with both parties agreeing that their minds can or may be changed-- if not then it's just a shouting match. I find when I change my opinion I grow or at least become more tolerant. Let's argue well but get along better is the point of the poem-- hh