5/12/21
There once was a Kyle named fellow,
He fell for a girl in yellow
She was sad as can be, but with the Biggest heart you ever did see
Kyle the fellow was obviously Smitten, he and her fell in love and often times without rhyme of reason they're love ebbed and flowed ,
Like a season
Kyle the fellow one day said, I take my leave of here for I love you no longer and you do not wear yellow
She cried and cried and bid farewell to Kyle the fellow
But after he left she only ever wore yellow
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