When I get angry, I huff and I puff,
And “One Mississippi” is just not enough!
Maybe eleven or twelve would suffice.
Maybe I’ll calm down by counting them twice!
I think need backup: Alaska and Maine,
All the Americas, England and Spain!
I may need the lakes, and all plots of land,
I may need the mountains, the oceans, and sand!
I may need the air! In fact, the whole sky!
I may need the moon, and the stars zooming by!
‘Cause one Mississippi cannot bring me peace.
The cosmos is needed for this heat to cease!