While hardly a pleasant person himself, Berthold Brecht had some compelling ones (especially as an antidote for all the roses and moons and lips ;)) THE CRU

While hardly a pleasant person himself, Berthold Brecht had some compelling ones (especially as an antidote for all the roses and moons and lips ;)) THE CRUTCHES Seven years I could not walk a step. When I to the great physician came He demanded: Why the crutches? And I told him: I am lame. He replied: That's not surprising. Be so good and try once more. If you're lame, it's those contraptions. Fall then! Crawl across the floor! And he took my lovely crutches Laughing with a fiend's grimace Broke them both across my back and Threw them in the fireplace. Well, I'm cured now: I can walk. Cured by nothing more than laughter. Sometimes, though, when I see sticks I walk worse for some hours after.