Among thousands of Balloon,
One is an 'ornate Maroon',
How could I adore this colourful Festoon,
By playing my woodwind Bassoon?
Made up girls walk from Saloon,
Just like hot to trot female Platoon,
Contrasting them with the 'ornate Maroon',
Look like African ready-made Baboon,
Snow white swan in a Lagoon,
Fairy queen comes in a Forenoon,
Of Whom always in a Cartoon,
Less fair whereas non other Diluum.
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