Bob taught me this rhyming pattern:
abacadaba
Abracadabra,
he said with a smile
I’ve
put a spell on you forever
You
can’t run away, not even a mile
But
must stay here to build us a heaven
Feathery,
fragrant and utterly worthwhile
Where
we will be happy, and always clever
And
live free of worry in sweet exile
Eternally
blissful, regretting never
With
oysters, champagne, love diet in style.
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