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Seán William McLoughlin,
My well known friend,
The one that drinks gin,
And makes people's hearts bend.

He's over ecstatic,
Happy as can be,
I'm charismatic,
And a sight to see.

The neon green hair,
Is adorable with his features,
His blue eyes bear,
Things only seen by a preacher.

Tell me what you're thinking,
Let me get through to you,
You can tell me who you're liking,
I'll tell you who I like too.

"I like you in a romantic way,"
Was said by Jack,
As he looked away,
Mind filling with black.

Putting his hands on Jack's shoulders,
The other was turned around,
Mark gave Jack a smolder,
And their hearts were soon unbound.

Leaning in to kiss,
Both of them closed their eyes,
And had a moment of bliss,
As they met their ties.

They pulled away to breath,
And stared into each other's eyes,
Neither wanted to leave,
And neither wanted to tell lies.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?"
Jack softly asked,
Eyes showing a light,
That were different from the normal enthusiast.

Mark softly smiled,
Looking into pools of light blue,
He couldn't say no to the child,
Instead he said "I love you."

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