The Token

First before writing this poem

let me tell you about a little token.

i found it one day, at the side of a street

shiny so shiny

i couldn't resist to pick

oh what luck i had to pick such a wonderful thing

that made me tingle and fling

oh this wonderful token 

i found on the street

made me so happy i couldnt resist.

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