One, two,
I'll do anything for you.
Three, four,
Take you where you've never been before.
Five, six,
Goof around with you when you're taking pics.
Seven, eight,
Be that available waiter when there's a lot on your plate.
Nine, ten,
I'll write you verses that'll be envied by Shakespeare's pen.
One million, one zillion,
Tell everyone that your fire created this soldier from a civilian.
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