Not three, not two....just one
His emotions got astrayOne fine noon, one summer day.
In the begining there were three
Something like that can never be.
So he opted for just two,
And the third he left to woo.
He thought that two would be enough
To let him live without a cuff.
But again he was mistaken,
Because a big risk he has taken.
So he must just opt for one,
Something he has never done.
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