A button is there, awaiting a push
It seems debonair, but I prefer louche.
If I detonate without caring for life,
I never will mate with Joaquin as wife.
That button's been waiting it's whole life to be pushed. It's it's destiny. You're robbing it of it's birthright!
If it ends the world, well, that's a risk worth taking.
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