[[Luca's-eye-view of a red-nosed drunk swinging a haymaker punch.]]
I just could not believe it!
This guy took a swing
At the man who was helping
Me: Luca, my King!

[[The drunk's punch bounces off the tray and smacks the drunk in the face.]]
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But calm and reserved, Luca
Picked up a tray
And showed me some practical
Physics in play.

[[Luca shoots a champagne cork into the drunk's eye.]]
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"The propulsion equations
Describe this wine cork.
With my spear just behind him
He'll demonstrate torque!"

[[The drunk is knocked over, and Luca pours the wine.]]
"Tau goes as the distance
From center of mass,
Or the bigger, the harder
They fall on their ass!"