I love you though your mind's a trailer park
But also another you who is a little fucking narc
And you who nettle my balls but I like it
And if I had a drink for that other you I'd probably spike it
And there's that you in prison all stripey I can't forget
Then that escaped AWOL you for whom I'd lay a dragnet
And I still crave that unobtainable tiara-wearing you as well
And YOU with the aesthetic headwound--I'd have your baby if I could
And you over there (sheepish) so doggedly misunderstood
You (#11) bring out the sluttiness in me
You (#12) make me want to climb you like a rubber sex tree
And you hiding behind her, unlucky thirteenth, no good
You remind me of the fourteenth, who done my doing too damn good
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