100 years,
I love you dear,
200 years,
I keep you near,
300 years,
Your eyes so clear,
400 years,
Nothing to fear,
500 years,
Yet we're still here,
600 years,
I give a cheer,
637 years,
I spoke too soon.
100 years,
I start to doubt,
200 years,
I shout about,
300 years,
That make me pout,
400 years,
An endless bout,
500 years,
I'm sick of trout,
600 years,
I've been without,
637 years,
I guess you're really gone.
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Deeper poetry for the more advanced swimmer
PoetryAgain, the title people. The. Title.
