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Poem

The butterfly is a thing to behold,

With colours more beautiful than gold,

I’ve watched for hour and hour,


Going from flower to flower,

How I enjoy your beauty butterfly


As I sit and watched you flutter by.

I found you accidentally


Thought there is no harm being friendly

I would beg, I would plea

Just so you will look at me

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