We Must Every One Be A Man

Death, Not Romeo, Take My Maidenhead!

I Despised My Arrival On This Earth And I Despise My Departure; It Is A Tragedy.

You Are Yoked With A Lamb, That Carries Anger As The Flint Bears Fire; Who, Much Enforced, Shows A Hasty Spank, And Straight Is Cold Again.

The Loyalty, Well Held To Fools, Does Make Our Faith Mere Folly.

Woah Is Me To Have Seen What I Seen See What I See