Another powdered nose
Another cancer stick
Another pile of vomit in your backyard
Another excuse to call you
And tell you how I love/loathe you
Tell you what I'd do to make you see
Another reason for me to toil
Another waste of time
Another Camel
Another World
A second set of eyes
The apple of mine own
A rock
A boulder
A pioneer's steed
A stallion from a mustang
Or a raven from a crow
Crystalline, she beckons me
Nearer and nearer still
For a Surgeon General's Warning