Add it up, the number's one
The bond has now been made
The best of futures stands before
Cut clean by occam's blade
The prmoise said by two is one
With love the trade is made
Then we see for one gives two
They've truly made the grade
One and one is not the sum
That can make one afraid
From adding up even more will come
From the two that stand arrayed.
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