Add one, then subtract one. You get three.
I can’t prove it. Can’t you see.
And so rightfully, frightfully, called new and improved.
I’m a model A or a model T or I could be a model X.
What’s in a name? A number. What’s in a number.
The answers to secret questions no one speaks of.
The secret alphabet of illusion. Alphabet soup for the foolish.
An endless loop of loop the fate.
A leap of faith. Two lumps of hope. Add Crystals of hope to help you cope.
Cope with the dope. Cope with Pope.
A rough diamond of hope.
A new code of hope. To help you cope. Dope of hope.
The drug of the shining bright ones.
The undone ones. The crazy like me of course.