"Truth, Justice, Freedom, Reasonably-Price Love, and a Hard-Boiled Egg!"
All the little angels rise up, rise up.
All the little angels rise up high!
How do they rise up, rise up, rise up?
How do they rise up, rise up high?
They rise heads up, heads up, heads up, they rise heads up, heads up high!
To Mr. Terry Pratchett: without you, none of us would have been there. We were honoured by your presence, sir, and now that you are gone, we will wear the lilac. We were there. And it was an honour.
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