I love me some me.
I am not being vain.
I am acknowledging a truth, I di-d not know.
A truth I could not see.
But a truth nonetheless.
I simply loooo’-ve me some me.
When I discovered who I could be.
I act-u-ally fell more in love with me.
A vessel, you say?
A jar you proclaim!
A promise you whisper.
A proclamation you delivered.
To give of this, the val-u-e o of the exchange must be equ-i-tably measured.
Because I ab-so-lute-ly pos-itive-ly love me some me.
And it is my hope, you love you, some you.
Otherwise, you have missed the clue.
And, I bid you adieu.
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