The room was blue
Of course with a view
As it had you
That was stuck as glue
In the many frames of the IQ
Leading to the most anticipated preview
Aye, this was long time overdue
Or was it just a clue
To the long impending caribou
So as to paint the picture anew
Erasing the ever so present rue
Thus bringing in relief on the bayou
O Valentine, may it all continue
Till the last breath of me & you.
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