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A fruit started the cycle from a flower
A bee went to stroll by to pollinate tower
A flower went to mate with the other plant
The seraphs & angels in between make a rant

Edgar Allan Poe's Annabel Lee won't go old
I say my love's poem always tainted to gold
Two love birds flipper flapper their profession
Under the gazebo under dusk of confession

They planned to start a hundred union
But these Norse gods throw over full of onion
And so she took her love and became selkie
Underwater tale and of Atlantis they took selfie

Their parents made them Romeo and Juliet
And their love's Guinevere and Lancelot
He said that you shut up and make out
She said in a cutely manner to push pout

A lovemaking sets them off adventure
She and he get wrecked and torture
A creation was made after marriage
For their state they're kin of carriage

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