True love is like a bicycle made for two
Warm breeze through your hair
With not even the slightest bit of fear
That the one riding with you
Is going somewhere
We love our little dainty kiddies
Full of life so pep and skittish
No scurrilous mass, no hard candied one legged sucker
(Artificially sweetened I might add)
Was going to steal my sweet water treasure.
“When I go outside, I play with ants.”
“They crawl on my shoes and on my pants.”
“They can go outside but now I can’t.”
To put your errors right we must
Wear our bodies down to dust.
Thus in serving you we die.
So while we’re living kindly try,
Not to slice us into shreds;
A torture every rubber dreads!
Nor is it kind to pi…
Soon the world will be mine
Said the hamster to the cream
Coloured cat. A mouthful later
And the dream was little more than that.