Like Scissors and Paper
I have the shoes, you have the socks.
We can be snug together but you like things
hard as rocks.
I'm an eraser, just tell me when
and I'll be there, only if you don't freaking
use a pen.
You have a key, and I have a lock
it fits perfectly, but to open the door
you'd rather knock.
So puh-lease boy, gimme a go
I'm sure we'll make a great cameo!
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