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Bridging the Gap
Mary Fletcher was prime minister in olde England, like fondest memory, Of days when the twilight stood still, with silver moon, floating on sea. Mary Fletcher was capable and caring, to the country's great benefit; Like spring rains of green benevolence, trailing the fragrant evidence. Andrew was Mary's loving husband. Their lives were so happy together! Like allurng, violet future, that recalls moments in lush, green heather. Scarlet summer was all in a fever, as faceted friends called, flustered; Passing fields of fabled enchantment, where silky, lilac wind muttered. Faces of family came in dreams, and in person, on the Fridays of fairs; Full of food, games and fun activities, like colored, hopscotch squares. Mary lived in the house of butterflies, forever peeking at the windows; Offering the frequent flashes of color, like every shade of the primrose. Saturdays wore its smiles, on Mary's street of pretty robins screeching; Where blue dragonflies were dancing, and chirpy crickets had meetings. Owls stared wide-eyed fascination, as neighbors came, one with night; In the company of nostalgic, new moon, like velvet under the spotlight. 'Mangave mission to Mars' lifted off, when the 'corpse flowers' lay dying; And 'grow anywhere' trees sprang hither and yon, without halfway trying. During storms of 'dahlias electric flash,' or dark nights of 'showy lanterns,' 'Rose feather' blooms took the spotlight, while secrets hid in blue caverns. As Andrew was crossing a bridge one sunny day, a large chunk of it fell, Breaking the car's blue windshield! How he escaped harm, none can tell. Andrew sent Mary an emergency message, apprising her of grave danger; And she notified the right departments, within moments. Anxiety changer! The bridge was capably repaired, due to the action of Andrew's first lady; Like midnight of mimosa fragrance, giving raptures to areas grown shady! 'London Bridge is falling down, Falling down, falling down, London Bridge is falling down, My fair lady. Build It Up With Bricks of Shaw, Bricks So Sure, Bricks So Sure, Build It Up With Bricks of Shaw, My Fair Lady. It Will Stand For Ever More, Ever More, Ever More, It Will Stand For Ever More, My Fair Lady.'
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