Written on his chest, a word no less.
Symbolic in tone. A clue, no less.
Follow the clue a treasure lies in wait.
A treasure to find. Excitement. Posthaste.
Fly through the air, a dove, don't scare.
What lies in the end, a symbol laid bare.
A chest holds gold, a clue foretold.
A treasure to seek, hold, gasp, don't weep.
It's there at the end. Take your time, and think it through. It is sitting there waiting, waiting, just for you.
Shiny it is, beyond your mind's grasp. Run now, don't doddle. Faster, fast!
It's there, you see. I told you so. Now take it's yours. Take it!
No.
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James Green
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