Elder Argument The Elder

We're all mates here, and yes since we're here by virtue of.

        But I'm not your mate, which is a bit like saying well we can't be friends then,

and so the kerbside validation is upturned like a nose, like a thumb,

       like a saw wave, but maybe not as precise as its oscillations,

no control over that child's voice, and no I can't clink glasses that hard,

       don't want our libations mixed, should our ideas too.