My offering for Halloween

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The Maybe Angel


'Maybe the people are evil,' he said,
'Maybe they like it this way.
Perhaps you're the one who's spoiling the fun,'
He smiled like a star in the day.

'Maybe the people are cruel,' he said,
'Maybe the pain's what they like.
Maybe your song's the discordant wrong,
'Maybe you should take a hike.'

'You have some bubbly right there,' he said,
pouring it into my glass,
‘You know it's true, so what's it to you
if they shoot themselves in the ass?'

'Maybe the people are dumb,' he said,
Maybe you don't grasp the matter.
You're hardly cupid to those who are stupid,
maybe you should learn to flatter.'

'Maybe the people are evil,' he said,
'Maybe they've always been mine.
Maybe they're cattle, in peace and in battle.
Maybe you need some more wine.'

His car was parked just outside, he said,
'Come to the party tonight!'
I stayed up late, knowing he'd wait,
Til I turned off every last light.