Many think I'm crazy in the pursuit of Jasmine.
A flower I haven't seen but I deeply determine
To make it mine, even if I have to mine.
I want to see the flower and with it I dine.
With dim illumination of the moon, we'll be fine.
Peeping at Jasmine while sipping from a glass of wine.
Reading to her some poems stressing on one specific line.
Which says: "I will forever stick to you like tags of pine."
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