Aristotle's Denial

We've played a fool so many times
 We've been lambasted and thrown to the lions
 We've been to school for all of our crimes
 So we deny, so we deny
 Stars when you shine, know how we feel
 Rounding precisely in fractals surreal
 Stars when your dream ends to a mean
 Columned between, columned between
 Wound in a spring, caught in a lie
 Moses might plan things so he wouldn't die
 Bound by a steer starboard to port
 Why wouldn't I? (Why wouldn't I?)
 Why wouldn't I, then, deny?
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 Oh, what a beautiful vision in time
 With a meaningful range of expression in rhyme
 Infinitesimal strangers on wings of a plane
 Flying narwhal's adventure in standing refrain
 I'm not a man you see, I just repeat for free ("Sorry, not sorry," wrote Plato's apology)
 Tilly & Wall shot a goal, Tally Hall saved it (conjuring callow philosopher Socrates)
 "I did not do it," claimed hemlock Bartholomew (Stromboli puppetry, have a cigar)
 Causing effects from a masterpiece point of view (señor Freud, you remember, guitars are guitars)
 Oh, what a moving expansion of space
 With a meaningful range of repression in grace