wb :

Were i but a butterfly,
Fluttering in the breeze,
I'd be an angsty butterfly,
emo, if you'd please.

Were i but a chunk of cheese,
all marbled, green and white,
I'd be a crumbly chunk of cheese,
consumed with wine at night.

Were i but a little kite,
Flying, high and sure,
I'd be a diamond-coloured kite,
They ARE forever, my dear.

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