Hello, Kitty,

sitting on a teardrop toolbench,

a hammer for the heart,

and one other for the eardrum.

A mallet for the toes to keep on feet and then run round.

A tape measure for the heartstrings, from heart down to ring finger.

Hello Kitty,

Hello, dear.

A glass for keeping eyes in -

No, a face as perfect as glass.

No hammer yet can break it,

But that of the Iron Man

Duct tape for the blood cells

for fixing holes for swimming

No crashing

crashing

crashing dandies

Lovely in their clothes.

What would you have to eat, sir?

One choice, not two, but one?

This one, or the other?

Still one it is, and one will choose, unless one chooses not

No, not

Choose not and you have no choice but to choose one

There's nothing

Nothing better than the umbrella that you carry

To keep in the sun

As a bowl keeps water
Oh, mine music, that sings only like puzzles can

And then tables tip
And left alone again is the teardrop
And left alone again is the toolbench...