Aziraphale is not a hugging person
I've never had a hug from him before
I've heard that angels try to keep a distance
And anyway, I'm demon to the core
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It's really not a difficult equation
The differences on either side are vast
I'm not at all offended he avoids them
I don't care much about the chances passed
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And I try not to hug him when he's near me
Despite the fact I'm cold and he is warm
Or when I'm slightly drunk and he is tipsy
Or by the fire, with soup, when there's a storm
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Or when he's looking sad and rather lonely
Because that's called 'projection' so I'm told
So I leave him to his two-seater sofa
And trudge back home to my apartment cold