The knocking always speeds up. They never know when to come in. The moose has the horns up front and the asshole behind. Bono holds up the light bulb, and the universe revolves around his ass. A violin burns faster.
Terrorists have sympathisers.
A dressmaker tucks up frills. You take off your shoes to jump on a trampoline. A violist comes home late at night to discover fire trucks, police cars, and a smoking crater where his house used to be. A violist is sitting in the front row, crying hysterically. When somebody in the ensemble has to leave and go to the restroom.