Oh, crimson hue, so rich and bold,
A lion prowls with mane of gold.
Beside them stands a silver sword,
Two men in love, their hearts adored.
Their love, a flame that burns so bright,
In shadows of the darkest night.
Their bond, a tale of strength and grace,
A love that time cannot erase.
The lion roars, the sword does gleam,
Their love a beacon, like a dream.
Through trials and tribulations faced,
Their love remains, forever braced.
Oh, crimson hue, so pure and true,
A lion, sword, and love so new.
Two men stand strong, hand in hand,
Their love a bond, forever grand.
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