The image in my mind was of two people who'd been together a very long time, always side by side as equals (that part's especially important), who saw everything they'd worked together to achieve collapse like a popped soap bubble, through no fault of their own, leaving prospects of further calamity the only future they could see... and marching forward into that anyway, with a bad pun on their lips. (Hey, it's a filksong, there's got to be at least one bad pun to make it official!)
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Date: 2009-08-24 06:49 am (UTC)