What if anyone—
If, I were to build a ship
Then who would I take?
We're all individuals…
Noah built his ship for twos.
But let me give you
Some information, 'Old Nick'
'That devil sure knows—
The size of my brogue tan shoes'.
He owns, copyrights, bad news.
So, I'll build for one!
One can't be separated.
Certainly as two…
Doesn't mean I don't love you:
Only means he can't hurt us.
Mark Heathcote
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/copyrights-2/
