Oh, how the color green doth shine so bright,
Like leaves upon a tree in morning light.
And in this hue, a creature doth reside,
A frog, who doth in marshes oft abide.
But lo! A curious object doth appear,
A watch, that ticks away both far and near.
Its hands doth move, as time doth swiftly flee,
And yet, it stays, a constant company.
But what of love, that binds two men so true?
A bond that doth in secrecy ensue.
For though the world may judge and cast its stone,
Their love doth flourish, and they stand alone.
So let the color green, the frog, and watch,
Bear witness to a love that doth not botch.
For in their hearts, two men doth hold so dear,
A love that doth in beauty persevere.
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