Nay, nothing is ever perfect, I say. In fact, I prefer this idea, tearing things down is easier than building them up, you see?

I am the pig of the evergreens. I advise against petting me.

I irritate most twice every day, but a criminal is elated when I work his grammar once.

I make a honest living breaking in, yet you thank me for the crime. Verse and reverse, I spin the code, clickin' pins in perfect time. A gatekeeper with a sleazy grin, your secrets are now declassified.

Where do you find the closest bridge to you?