A SMILE began, a joyful start,
Then shadows crept and played a part.
The happy face, the light it stole,
As busy MOLES dug in their hole.
The ROLES reversed, the mood took flight,
A different scene in fading light.
No longer pleased, a change was born,
As someone SWORE upon the morn.
A solemn vow, now firmly SWORN,
A heavy truth that...
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