If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll win this thread, my son!
Tsk tsk, Larry...mooching off of Kipling.
I won't mess with great poetry...I'll just win.
As for Larry...
"Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away." - Ozymandias, by Percy Bysshe Shelley