It was a time when you could buy knives
And throw them at good people,
And if they died it would be their fault
For not having knives to throw back.
But then came a knife-thrower and his children,
Who said that nothing in human judgement is final,
And then he threw his knife at a huge wheel
On which he had tied his children,
And even that wasn’t final as a single child died,
And the rest of us really didn’t care because
It’s not our child who died.
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