Makes good sense to me

Proud men wear it only

Brings good company

How am I so lonely

So run away

The sun is outside of a world at play

Awaiting the solid gold display

Mysterious engines run

To keep the dream from ending

To cloak obscures the gun

To keep what's worth defending

The best of days

The ones to remember are crumbling now

The vandals come for rummage

Affordable trends in anxiety

Especially the ones that make you raw

Portable men's society!

Now I mention these things