Vesuvius Wittgenstein

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[Verse 1]
Wittgenstein, Wittgenstein’s son
Had an idea and another one
Language games, words seem to change
Everything’s fine with Wittgenstein

[Verse 2]
Professor of philosophy
Words have no objectivity
They are your tools if you know the rules
Everything’s fine with Wittgenstein

[Verse 3]
Language is a form of life
He went through much trouble and strife
G.E. Moore, prisoner of war
Nothing was fine for Wittgenstein