Mad Rhymer

​”I walked down to the river and found myself a luminous feather. Its edges glowed blue, such a lovely hue,” spoke a man wearing elegant pants and a pressed shirt. A frock coat completed his outfit, as did smart shiny black boots. He held a glowing feather up against the backdrop of the ceiling. 
He looked away and to the right, where a teddy bear sat innocently on a chair. The bear’s brown eyes implored him to elaborate. 

“This feather is now my lucky charm, to keep me from harm. Other people dance for such a chance.”

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