Sσmε sαy thε wσrld wїll εnd їn firε, // Sσme sαy in їcε. // Frσm whαt Î'vε tαstεd σf dεsїrε // Î hσld with thσsε whσ fαvσůr fїrε.
Come, now, Lordy. (pokes Lordy with crowbar) If she loses circulation in her leg and it dies and we have to chop it off, do you really think she'll want to draw you a picture? (starts prying)
But їf їt hαd tσ pεrїsh twїcε, // Î think Î knσw εnσůgh of hαtε // Tσ sαy that fσr dεstrůctїσn їcε // їs αlsσ grεαt // αnd wσůld sůffїcε.