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As his dog wagged his tail and tilted his head.
Hanna agreed, with a curious grin,
Not knowing Pubert’s heart was her win.
Through Dust 2 and Mirage, they played as one,
Flashes and frags, they had so much fun.
Pubert’s comms were sweet, his calls so clear,
And Hanna felt something warm and near.
When the match was done, he took his chance,
“Would you like to join me at the barn dance?”
Molten barked, his eyes full of plea,
And Hanna laughed, “Sure, I’d like to see!”
That night under stars, in the golden hay,
They danced and talked till the break of day.
Though his inventory lacked a yellow theme,
Pubert’s heart shone brighter than any beam.
Now Hanna Banana and Pubert unite,
In Wisconsin’s glow, their love takes flight.
With Molten Patriot, their loyal friend,
Their tale of sunshine will never end.