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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland
I gave you my music
Made your song take wing
And now how you've repayed me
Denied me and betrayed me
He was bound to love you
When he heard you sing........
Am I the only person who's totally rooting for the Phantom during that show? And who thinks Christine is a ditz?
'rooting ' has a different meaning in Oz, which makes me wonder if what you were doing is like dying for your country? Which is a rugby union term for being willingly at the bottom of a scrum trying to control the ball when you know that the other team is comprised of individuals who do not respect human life or even lawyers and taxi drivers.
One wonders about Christine, or any other lady who takes pity on a recluse when we know in real life she would have pulled out her pocket 357 Magnum and ventilated the Phantom at first sight. She may later have had some remorse, especially when asked to pay for the repairs to the cathedral in which she has just installed a breezeway.
Oh
My my this here Anakin guy
May be Vader someday later
Now he's just a small fry
He left his home
And kissed his mommy goodbye
Sayin'
"Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
"Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
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My computer beat me at chess, but I won at kickboxing
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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland
Miss Macbeth has a gollywog she chucks under the chin
and she whispers to it tenderly then sticks it on a pin
And It might be coincidence, but a boy down
the lane, that she said "went white as he could
be," then doubled over in pain