inversions in poetry

[Caleb Murdock]

I am probably going to question your ability to read at this point.

Robert and I had our differences - he called me a hack, I called him a hack, whatever. Still, we both knew that scythes don't make hay.

You, on the other hand, don't seem to realize that scythes don't make hay so you miss the excellent wordplay of my old friend Robert, which is unfortunate.

The scythe left the hay to /create/.

I hope you get the joke at least, btw. Robert and I, when we were in the biz, used to say "make hay when the sun shines"

I beg your pardon? To take a line from Billy, it's all gibberish to me.