"Do I have free will or not?"
He looks at her with mild disdain,
smiles, and lets a wine glass drop.

The waiter glides up with his mop.
She dabs and gasps "Are you insane?"
"Do I have free will or not?"

Her cheeks turn red, her face grows hot:
"It's neurons firing in your brain."
He nods and lets a wine glass drop.

What can she say to make him stop?
He's insisting once again:
"Do I have free will or not?"

"Don't be such an idiot;
at least leave some of the champagne."
He lets another wine glass drop.

Will the waiter call a cop?
She sees that she cannot explain:
"Yes you have free will (or not);
just please don't let the wine glass drop."