I were the sheep and you were the bee,
the ship on the weed.
I were the snot and you were the nose,
a swot holding a rose.


I were the cloud and you were the sunlight,
the owl hooting for the moonlight.
I were the chocolate and you were the almond,
the cocoa embracing every pieces of nuts.


I were the trunk and you were the leave,
chunky and airy.
I were the toast and you were the jam,
hot and cold.


I were fish and you were the water,
breathing in the garden.
I were the air and you were the pollen,
floating in the ocean.



I were the cake and you were the sobert,
stir together the egg and cucumber.
beat the rest of the flour.
the best ice-cream batter ever.