A really bad limerick about seeing double.
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FIREHEART: TWO by Lourens Lukas Moorcroft
On a dusty day in June FireHeart met someone new. In the Playground Far far away It was to be one magical day. Staring up as if he already knew The heavens opened ,spilt in two Shimmering up high above Stood an angel on a crystal cloud As it touched the golden ground Angel T.W.O.. Read MoreRead More