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A Garden Bower

He thought to break the wall
with purple-passioned proses
of richly flowered words
into soft-petalled roses

But when upon bended knee
he heard a pitter, a creak
the words unflowed and stopped
for there, had developed a leak

He gasped and started, then ran
and she smiled quite serene
Build slowly, carefully sir
a garden bower for a queen.

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