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.