Beauty that caught my Heart's eye
There was this girl
Two Years my subordinate,
But I would never call her that,
Instead, I'd like to call her my wife,
But Stephanie is her's by birth,
Where'd she wander to when I left?
I hope she accepts one day, I did not leave our school
To spite her, rather another woman,
Whom some may call my mother
Forbid me, yet I still fought to locate her,
My mother then began to change, I guess to her alternate self
Or perhaps her True Self.
But at last I did find my wife, whom I has driven past daily without ever
even knowing....
So I sent my carrier pigeon, and he has yet to return with her hand
in Marriage.