By Tim Minchin
Some choice lyrics: "And if I may conjecture a further objection love has nothing to do with destined perfectionThe connection is strengthened; the affection simply grows over time, Like a flower
Or a mushroom
Or a guinea pig
Or a vine
Or a sponge
Or bigotry... or a banana (banana)
And love is made more powerful by the ongoing drama of shared experience and the synergyOf a kind of symbiotic empathy or something like that..."