Lo and behold, here comes the tape
Ready to bound you in a cubicle of fine shape.
Too tall? Too short? Too fat? Too thin!
‘Coz these are all things of the past.
This measuring tape is the will of heavens
To eradicate flaws that keep you away from blessed perfection.
So make haste, kneel down before this ruler on Earth
For all humans are slaves to this measuring hum-drum.