“Shh, no one move a muscle — I think I just clocked the malefactor
Yeah, my eyes don't deceive — that's unequivocally the bad actor!”

“My knee-jerk reaction is just to let the dastardly bastard be
And if the schmuck had only possessed the hardihood to fuck with me
If the rotten rapscallion hadn't played dirty with all kinds of close friends
Had not had the wide world peering vacantly through a ruinous lens
I may have just trusted my trick knee and let it scamper off, scot-free
But it didn't just mess with me — no, it broadly reshaped reality.”

“Easy does it — we don't want to scare it back or make it go berserk
Y'all hang back here and lurk; I've concocted a grand plan that just might work!”

“Everyone for themselves if I go down, if it gets in one more murk!”

“Hey you, renegade — your three hundred and sixty-six-day run is done
Ya, you, scumbucket — you've had your fifty-two weeks of foolhardy fun
You betrayed the whole sphere — preyed on perceived weakness — you played off of fear
You displayed your diabolically harrowing nature — crystal clear
The front door is right to your left if you could show yourself out of here
Don't go doing anything else reckless — you've had your reign — had your year!”

“We have no doubt you're capable, but ya, if you could turn that knob there.”

“The other way — righty tighty, lefty loosey — there's no need to glare
We have all mishandled that one...