I know a boy,
Whose heart is a heart of cold, stoic platinum and warm, molten gold.
On one shoulder sits a soft, grey parrot and on the other lays a cute (smol) kitten.
I know not much more as for he is guarded with walls higher than those in China;
Quiet as he is smart,
He shows it all with a wit of millions and a voice of speakers.
Playful he runs and jumps,
A head of long, flowing hair swoops down over his squinted (HAHAHA—) eyes
He likes to talk, that he does,
About anything really, just be open and truthful.
Yes I know a boy,
A boy who I will not name ;)
(Yeye cause Agust knows)
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