Cruel Angel Theses

The next planet was inhabited by a tippler. This was a very short visit, but it plunged the little prince into deep dejection.

But you are all I really want in this life/You could be the summer rain on my face/You push a little tear into my eyelid/Don’t torture yourself thinking that it must sting.

Let’s put a smile on that face! It’s all in the name of love.

It ain’t over ’til the fat lady sings.

“Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return.”

And with thy bloody and invisible hand,/Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond/Which keeps me pale!

Burnt out ends of smoky days/The stale cold smell of morning/The streetlamp dies, another night is over/Another day is dawning.

I am in blood/Stepp’d in so far, that, should I wade no more,/Returning were as tedious as go o’er.

Just wait until the parent-teacher conference.

We do what we must because we can/For the good of all of us/Except the ones who are dead