Oh, how the color green doth shine so bright,
As emerald leaves dance in the light.
A frog doth leap and croak with glee,
In a pond so calm, so still, so free.
Two men doth walk, hand in hand,
Their love doth flourish in this land.
A love so pure, so true, so bold,
Their hearts entwined, forever to hold.
An object of beauty, a rose so fair,
Its petals soft, its fragrance rare.
The men doth stop, and pluck the bloom,
To give to each other, in their love’s sweet room.
Oh, how the color green doth bring such joy,
As the men embrace, their love they doth employ.
With the frog’s croak and the rose’s scent,
Their love doth thrive, with hearts content.
So let us celebrate this love so true,
For love knows no bounds, no color, no hue.
And may the color green, the frog, and the rose,
Remind us all, that love always glows.
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