Oh, how fair the hue of green,
As lush as leaves on trees serene.
A color that doth soothe the soul,
A sight that makes the heart feel whole.
And what of the creature that doth roam,
With fur as black as the midnight dome.
A panther fierce, with eyes so bright,
A sight that fills the heart with might.
But lo, what object doth appear,
A sword so sharp, so true, so clear.
A weapon fit for noble knights,
A symbol of valor and of might.
And yet, amidst this scene so grand,
Two men doth stand, hand in hand.
Their love doth shine like sun above,
A bond that doth surpass all love.
For love doth know no color, no beast,
No object can its power cease.
And so, these men doth stand so true,
A testament to love so pure and true.
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