Vroom

A thought came, rather fast.
What if a Thoreauish one came back and suddenly said (rather affectionately albeit aggressively) to the Emersonish one "I will (VERB) you with my poetry in this lifetime, M.F." And then added "Even if it's BAD poetry. EVEN better!"
And then, in a big stadium, all of a sudden a song, like, say, Precious Things comes on. Part of it chronicles a girl's agony about a crush (quite possibly in high school):
"...holding onto his picture, dressing up everyday..."
Oh the torment, the pain! In the song...
Except...maybe...
Perhaps that part didn't actually happen real life?
Hmmm. Well, maybe not.
However, maybe one could still pretend that it did?
Maybe, in real life, there was a fairy performing that part...