Anything is possible if you don't know what you are
No (or yes, for yes may be no) proves to be logical argument's buffalo.
Everything is possible, one might crow in a rip-snorting no-yes
crescendo. Yes (or no, for no may be yes) is really a matter of a
logical guess. The heard of buffalos loud coalesce in critical
mass as they all effervesce. No -- not no -- no sometimes
means yes is some logical argument's logical mess by which the cleverest
nitwits confess it all makes sense cloaked in buffalo dress.
Yes (and no, yes) trips into no, to dance to the simpleton's fandango as
the brightest and best buffalo laugh under the sun, all can be so
nouveau. No and yes verily take hands and twirl their hands
to stitch, knit and purl day after day, as years pool and whirl,
"talking about" whipping the frothiest swirl. Yes and no
collapse in a heap, laughing like buffalos sheared like sheep.
Anything's possible was caught deep asleep, while reality crept in and
made them all weep.