This is one in the voice of Krazy, who's writing a love
letter to Ignatz.
"One.
O my dear devoir, O my dour devour.
Two.
Your name, an arrow with a rope attached,
could pull this raft across this river.
Three.
Oh, bring me my ordinary, my trays of soot and sand,
for tonight, I'm a window in a cottage by the sea.
Five.
Oh, mia paloma blanca.
Oh, my desert dune, my dove.
Who now will sing the praises of a natural love?"