Oh, how the color green doth shine so bright,
Like emerald jewels in the morning light.
And in this hue, a creature doth appear,
A serpent slithering without a fear.
But lo, two men doth love each other true,
Their hearts entwined like vines of morning dew.
Their love is pure, like the object they hold,
A golden ring, a symbol to behold.
With every kiss, their love doth grow and bloom,
Like flowers in a garden, free from gloom.
And though some may scorn their love so bold,
Their bond is strong, like the serpent so cold.
For love doth come in many shapes and hues,
And these two men, their love doth not confuse.
For in the color green, the serpent doth thrive,
And in their love, these men doth truly thrive.
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