If I had a shiny gun, I could have a world of fun speeding bullets through the brains of the folk who give me pains.
Or had I some poison gas, I could make the moments pass bumping off a number of people whom I do not love. But I have no lethal weapon - thus does Fate our pleasure step on! So they still are quick and well who should be, by rights, in hell.
Or had I some poison gas, I could make the moments pass bumping off a number of people whom I do not love. But I have no lethal weapon - thus does Fate our pleasure step on! So they still are quick and well who should be, by rights, in hell.