WON.
TOO.
TREE.
FORE!
HIVE.
SEX.
HEAVEN.
ATE.
NEIN!

THEN..!

See?

It's as easy as

A
B
C
!

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Yeah, I know...but believe it or not this is a love poem. You know when your world is turned completely upside down and you have to re-learn everything because a woman has taken(one by one) each molecule of you and replaced them(again one by one) with nothing( ) but...love...her love. Totally transforming you! I am just learning how to get the gist of things again and as you can see I can almost count and account for myself but not quiet...not...quiet! Right! Let's see how that goes again...ONE TWO THREE (SEE!) FOUR FIVE ...SEX...HEAVEN!

Ahhh...Houston...I think we have a problem!

Dónall Dempsey

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/learning-to-count-for-the-beautiful-mystery-of-miss-janice/