I saw two Beswick's swans
Flying over my head
While these confused thoughts
Ran thier ubiquitious thread
Then she came to me
all hallowed with consternation
having thought the same
about our situation
These two swan's honking
and calling in simulation
signified and confirmed
our assignation
Now she is gone
and not coming back
and the Beswick's swan's
will be flying off
on thier own track
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