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 

                (Another date with Scud)