'Twas the thistle in the gleaming moonlight
To where you hair shown like diamonds in the night
It was the one that got away
That only made my heart grow fonder
For I shall weep for your return
Until our mid summers night
It was one night where you took my hand
Where you came down the stairs
And it was a... man.
Not the plan.
[I apologize for this funny poem, I heard it off of ghost adventures and had to post it.]
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