Arity, happenstance,
Pebble, claridad
The arity,
We read merilly,
We must have the sincerity,
To find the clarity,
What a happenstance,
This full romance,
Has me in a trance,
With just a glance.
A love like a penguin,
Given a pebble,
Forever together,
Intwined we revel.
In Spanish we find Claridad,
Nearly a triad,
I'll never feel bad,
With her I am ironclad.