I'm sitting near the windowsill,
Speaking with a friend who's ill
He wanted to know if I'm busy
His asking made me feel queasy
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This poem is in couplet form to accommodate the request of KEY as he seems better able to flow with rhyme. But in equal accommodation of my poem style - a very sweet gesture - he writes in my own style as his maiden poem to poem hunter to join me. There is hope, after all, in Dragon Island. :)
Very beautiful :) Thanks for the importance.