Neil was very happy when the show ended but mostly he was happy because his father was there. Todd stood in the corner, he was very proud of Neil, his feelings were growing, and he was happy only to watch Neil do what he loved. Neil deeply hoped that his father liked his acting and would see how much he loved doing it. His father was waiting for him behind the stage. He had a serious, slightly disappointed face. He invited Neil for a short chat because he had to go to on a business trip. Neil was scared. He didn’t know what his father would think of him, he wanted his father to be proud, to see his eyes shining because of how proud and happy he was. He wanted to be loved by his father…for once in his life. They talked for a few minutes, emotions were visible on the faces of both of them. Sadness, confusion, and happiness were the main ones. Todd, Charlie, Knox and Meeks stood aside and hoped for the best. They were under a lot of stress. Neil’s father would look at them every now and then and they would freeze in fear. After a few minutes Neil said goodbye to his father and headed towards his friends. He had a sad face, but his reaction changed, and he excitedly said that his father had agreed with his decision to pursue acting. His gaze fled to Todd who stood stiffly and shyly. Neil walked over to Todd first, hugging him tightly with tears in his eyes. He thanked him for always being there for him. The boys congratulated Neil on the show and on the happy news and then left him alone with Todd. Teasing them that they were a couple in love, they left. Todd and Neil stood awkwardly, avoiding looks and contacts. Eventually Neil looked at Todd and there was a spark in his eyes when he admitted that he loved him; that he had never felt such a thing for someone. He said that no one ever encouraged him to live his dreams expect him. He admitted that he was in love with him. Todd stood in astonishment, staring at the floor with a smile. He raised his head and told Neil that he felt the same way. Neil ran into his arms where he could stay forever.

“My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; 

Coral is far more red than her lips' red;  

If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; 

If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.” 

(W. Shakespeare, Sonnet 130)

My mister’s head be shinier than our future together,

and whether he covers it up or not – I know there is

a big bald spot.

And when he holds me up tight so close to his heart,

I am no longer smart as his armpit stench kills my

grey cells. Lord, the smell!

I have never seen Odin himself,

My mister’s beard scratches my skin

Wherever he may go and oh -  to Valhalla

He shall not go.

And yet by heaven I feel safe and blessed,

In his arms, at the evening, undressed.

My dear friend, this is how it had to be;

You only did what needed to be done,

So please step down and away from that tree.

I know it may be difficult to see,

But no other, only you, could be the one;

My dear friend, this is how it had to be.

They have judged me, they have read the decree;

They have carried it out, but have not won,

So please step down and away from that tree.

If not in my father, that trust in me,

For I am a man and not just his son;

My dear friend, this is how it had to be.

Soon I will set your heavy conscience free,

For I may be dead, but I am not gone,

So please step down and away from that tree.

As sure as the horizon meets the sea

And as sure as night’s moon follows day’s sun,

My dear friend, this is how it had to be,

So please step down and away from that tree.

We don't need no exorcisms

You don't need to save our souls

We're ectoplasm in the bathroom

Preachers leave us ghosts alone

Hey! Preachers! Leave them ghosts alone!

All in all it's just another pin in the doll.

All in all you're just another pin in the doll.

We don't need no holy water

'Cause we got our voodoo dolls

We're walking mummies in the bedroom

Preachers leave us ghosts alone

Hey! Preachers! Leave us ghosts alone!

All in all it's just another pin in the doll.

All in all you're just another pin in the doll.

"Wrong, Do it again!"

"If you don't eat yer brains, you can't have any pudding. How can you

have any pudding if you don't eat yer brains?"

"You! Yes, you behind the curtains, stand still zombie!"

Gaily bedight, and full of shite

This conman known as Trump

Oft claimed “I won!” But he was wrong

By the voters he was dumped

But he grew old, this conman bold

And o’er his heart a shadow—

Fell as he saw the approach of the law

Reported by Rachel Maddow

VeePee Pence, who had no sense

Sought advice from Mother

"A pardon here, a pardon there?"

"No Mike, I wouldn't bother"

Brave Bill Barr had travelled far

To help drum up a coup

Returned chagrined, waggling his chins

"There's nothing I could do!"

In time of need his Twitter feed

Was all Chump could rely on

Lost his soapbox with his friends at Fox

No shoulder he could cry on

His strength did fade, his hair, it greyed

His sunshine turned to shadow

If he had half a brain he’d get on his plane

And run to Mar-a-lago

Joe and Jill went to Capitol Hill

To begin to heal the nation

Plump goes down, an evil clown

To face incarceration!