After years of my hound
A spectacular flower I found
Of a certain town
And a lineage renown
There I swore to make a vow
Not waiting for the after but for the now
So I worked to make her mine ignoring her frown
At last, up the stairs she stood astound
Clad in beautiful gown
Adorned in brown
Atop her head a crown
Of silver so pronounced
Waiting to be moi.
In haste oblivious of the crowd
Along the aisle I walked proud
To claim her in love so abound
In the scent of her incense I drowned
Saying I do, we bound in kisses profound.
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