Taken__aback I try to marry a dove But she doesn't subscribe to my stems I do try my best But she does pee on chest Flying amidst hawk Perceiving the bouquet Makes them feel pesky And couldn't attack. Walked through to flamingo Dove moonlight playing amingo I informed her my tale (story) And she told me sorry Which rained tears in my eyes There, vow turned into made. After plenty guarantees She pierce around Shape a savannah nest Indicates genuineness Notwithstanding my messes. Then i do not forget a second spent on telling story to peddle And end up to history Tormenting my territory. Now that i sees the dove I becomes her duffel Duel in her towel And no longer antarctica Or sahara woodland. Cannot take a tour Or nap without her wings Locomotive duel in her And embedded in air Is the iris to see And the tight to stand. Jac.