A/N: Well, my masterpiece is here. Dedicated and about the wonderful AJ, who did not understand the extent of my pettiness. Love you. I'm so sorry.
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As the month of may draws to an end
A maiden takes her first breath of air
The world does not yet comprehend
This complicated affair
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For she is a beauty made of gold
Hair like the darkest of nights, brown eyes like the earth
Everyone dreams it is by their side she'll grow old
Even the jealous souls know her worth
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The age old question starts anew
AJ, what do we do with a girl like you?
Our type is love is strong but new
But know I'd also write Snily for you too