I wrote one, I wrote two
I can write one for you too
I dropped three, I picked four
What did you need me to come around for
I'm cold now, would you please cover me with your fur
Promise you'd pick me up if I ever fall

I hid five, i popped Six
What can I not pronounce with a broken teeth
Lips so dry, I think I need an ink-kiss
Don't flirt with me, I've got a partner in whom I'm pleased
You can cheat on me and it won't get me pissed
I'm a poet, with a pen there's nothing I can't fix