One

would it not be nice
if there was
One

One hen with teeth
A boat without a slow leak
A cock that always crowed at dawn

A Real Life Duracel Bunny
One = One could always turn to
A Personal Cheesus, with a Pulse
tonight,
And
Every other godforsaken dreary night

A personal Song , whilst the moon shined on
A personal wheat free menu
And Bo Derick as your personal trainer,
with stiff buttocks
A heart of gold
And eyes only for you
“A Big Roc Candy Mountain,
where they hanged the Turk that invented work”

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