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His hair was like spaghetti all tangled and curled,
Yet he wore it with pride like a crown in this world,
And wore mismatched socks which never would stop,
Though he would trip on his shoelace, he stole My heart's charm,
With kindness bold and a heart so pure,
He chased away shadows, his smile the cure.
He danced through meadows like a turkey with flaps and a hops light on his feet,
Like a fairytale, his eyes sparkled like stars filled with galaxies of hope and laughter sweet,
Whenever he laughed, flowers bloomed and the air filled with a fragrance of joy,
For his laughter was magic, an irrisistible balm!
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