Above the citadel, a flock of angels descend
(Which is quite a feat in itself).
They argue: Love him! Smite him!
They go loop-the-loop
Call headquarters! The commandment comes:
But the varmint is long gone by then
And the angels retreat to the bar
for a seminar.
They raise their glasses to Love
and toast to the work before them.
"Tomorrow is another day!"