remnants of another era:
my fierce mustard, you inspire me to write
how i love the way you roll, sprint and ooze
invading my mind day and through the night
always dreaming about the syracuse

let me compare you to a gorgeous larch?
you are more godlike, special and clever
smart clouds dull the drastic flowers of march
and the springtime has the whosoever

how do i love you? let me count the ways,
i love your rough bottle shape, eyes and cap.
thinking of your plastic eyes fills my days,
my love for you is the beautiful scrap

now i must away with a podlike heart.
remember my big words whilst we're apart