The First Stitch
Do not change one thing For all to be accomplished I must be myself I am who I am Still the menu must be stitched Exactly/Precisely as is I may be sullen Please forgive my downcast face And seek a way through There are no options Once we have begun this quest It is eternal So we tread lightly When it comes to divergence From menu set forth Sometimes little things Can end up ruining a night Possibly much more Still, I want to stay I want us to want to stay Even in a storm/when becalmed This can't be too much By perfect design we walk Now let us prove it