What about that Allie woman?

I’m glad to be sad if I’m with her

Truly despite what might occur

Happy or sad I’m much more human

With that Allie woman 

No one is one, if they’re just one

I am complete when she’s with me

I’m one and we’re one – it’s hard to see

Unless one feels her, like the sun,

Blaze on one

But to hell with metaphysics

She’s a gradely lass, I swear

Naked, clothed, in underwear

Einstein for her (who has no critics)

Would invent a better physics. 

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