Un Burdo Rumor

I don't know your scales, therefore, you are very much the owner
Of going around saying that I have it very small
Its size is not, in honor of the truth
Outside the law of relativity
And, although in rigor
It's not better
For being larger or smaller
Certainly it's a crude rumor

But as I see that because you are so nosy
It goes from mouth to mouth and is the talk of the town
Instead of hiding it as an ostrich would do
I take my measurements, let there be light
And, although in rigor
It's not better
For being larger or smaller
I have conducted a survey around me

Thirteen interested parties responded to this survey
Of which one doesn't know, doesn't answer
And of the other twelve? Division as you will see
Half of them turned against me, that is, six
And, although in rigor
It's not better
For being larger or smaller
Another six were frankly in favor

And if there were reproaches, they were, in summary
For its performance, not for its volume
And the praises that there were also a lot
Must be attributed to a fourth dimension
And, although in rigor
It's not better
For being larger or smaller
That sometimes I am very attentive

Even my wife said: Although I prefer
As you know, the gardener's
If you are interested, say that you are on par
Only that his is much less familiar
And, although in rigor
It's not better
For being larger or smaller
She never forgets to bring me a flower

It's miserable, sordid, and I would even say gloomy
To subject everything to the metric system
Don't be with the ruler more than what is natural
I assure you, girl, that can be fatal
And, although in rigor
It's not worse
For being larger or smaller
If I were you, I would consult the doctor