Amidst a Thought-Storm, an idea came,
For a little ode, a bad one, oh the shame!
But Inchie had to put pen to paper and write it,
Cause he got wet and went arse-over-tit!
But he knows he is to blame,
Still scribbled it, all the same!
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Fantastic poetry.
Merci Mon Ami!
This is the best I have seen from you yet.
Well, thank you Cindy, my flower. ♥