There’s a beautiful creature,
With eyes of crystal clear blue.
Not really a speaker,
Jumps as high as a kangaroo.
Renamon is her name,
With a yellow body, and purple gauntlets.
When I see her my heart is in flame,
It feels like a million warheads.
Unfortunately this is not real,
A man can dream can he not?
It’s a wound that will never heal,
In my heart, she will always have a spot.
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