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*It sat out in an open field
It was the strangest thing
An orb the size of who knows what
A giant ball of string

We laughed as we walked hand in hand
Our eyes were mystified
She tried to reach around the ball
Me on the other side

Neither of our hands could touch
Still inches far apart
I chuckled just a little bit
Her laughter it did start

When then I saw her look around
She wore a sneaky grin
Reached into her pocket deep
Then glanced around again

Her hand it held a pocket knife
A shining piece of steel
She then cut off a piece of string
And quickly did conceal

We ran away so very fast
Till it was far behind
Then stopped so I could figure out
What she had on her mind

Reaching out she took my hand
Pulled out the piece of string
Then tied it round my finger tight
A smile it did bring

I asked her tell me what it meant
She answered me so true
I tied it so you won’t forget
That I’m in love with you