Evening has folded its wings
Over the city in despair

How much harm
Can be done to a child

A single bruise
Can fill the sky with blood

A single word can close
All the houses of laughter

(Acknowledgements to Paul Eluard)

Version 1:

A pleasant evening

In Springfield

 

The Simpsons are on again

They're always on

 

More than this

Nobody is unhappy

 

Look again

Everybody is laughing

 

Version 2 :

Evening

In Springfield

 

The Simpsons

Are on

 

More than

This

 

Look

Everybody

 

Unhappy laughing