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Created on: May 16, 2009
One day Julie was walking through a park
When suddenly she viewed a lark.
"Hark!" She cried, "it is a lark in this park!"
And, unobtrusively, her boyfriend Clark
Appeared out of the mist.
Somehow, he was holding some schist!
Julie loved rocks, so they kissed.
Never had they known such bliss.
Now running through the park,
Clark's boyfriend came. Mark
Had no doubts of the actions of Clark.
Suddenly, Mark viewed a lark!
"Wow!" He cried at its beauty.
Yes, Mark is very moody.
But nothing could distract him from his duty,
For surely girls have cooties!
Mark stopped and heard a "Hark!"
"Julie must also be in the park!
Julie might know the whereabouts of Clark!"
Thought Mark, who hurried through the park.
Out of the corner of Julie's eye
Someone moved. Somebody's spy?
Clark noticed it too, and is getting shy.
Waitis that Mark? But why?
Julie cried, "Mark!"
Mark shrieked, "Clark!"
Clark ran into the park.
"You evil shark!" said Julie to Mark.
"I have to do what I can,"
Replied Mark, who didn't expect this in his plan.
"If we search together, in a fan?
We can find him!" said the man.
Together the pair looked through the park,
Searching for their love, Clark.
Unified they called in the dark,
Solemnly searching through the park.
Clark, confused and broken inside
Felt a swelling of his pride.
Both Julie and Mark loved his hide!
But now it's too late, Clark has died.
Mark and Julie in the dark
Came upon a field in the park.
Then they heard a dog bark,
So they rushed to find their Clark.
They found him, broken and worse.
When they saw him, Mark uttered a curse.
Julie wept over Clark, dropping her purse.
Julie and Mark looked down and both thought,
"Is this the last verse?"
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