(A verse poem written just for fun)
My sedulous eyes seek with keen desire,
To witness my friend in striped attire.
Thy footsteps mock through every page
Amongst the whimsical and grandiose display
Waldo! O' Waldo!
Where doth thee be mine kin?
The calamity that Obscureth thee,
Has deterred me to no end.
Optics growing weary,
but I feel the treasure nigh.
The location of a promise, that we can keep 'twixt you and I.
Elusive to the novice eye,
But not to I; on page 25.
Waldo! O' Waldo!
Where doth thee be mine kin?
The calamity that Obscurity thee
Has deterred me to no end
O! How sensations emanate!
O! How my heart doth race!
When I see that hat upon thine crown
And thy glasses set on thy face.
Be thou once a legend,
Till I found the phantom truth.
©hobbez
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