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Click hereThe stuff of life, it seems to me,
Is murder and philosophy.
The murder you cannot commit,
And the philosophy that handles it.
So many folk I’d love to kill,
And watch the red blood flow.
But instead, I think and think again
I’m better off to grow.
And so I use the ancient texts
To hide what’s in my heart.
I explain it all away, and then
I just look very smart.
Gees, I wouldn't want to get on your bad side.
"Why is she looking at you like that?"
"She wishes me dead."
Good job.