Thanking My Parts
Now I lay me down to sleep,
my equilibrium to keep.
I thank the parts that make me me
even when they disagree.
The part that prays,
the part that smokes,
the part that tells the dirty jokes,
the part that eats,
the part that reads,
the part that knows my carnal needs.
All the parts that make me tick
flash by me like a grade-B flick.
And if I die before I wake
I hope I get another take.
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