Park Swing

Happily After So Ever Such Rapture
Star crossing lovers so high
sat in the dark
on a swing in the park
and they argued and kissed
‘bout their love so remiss
and the way that they dissed
each other
such bliss
‘til the swing broke and
so did the sky.

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