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With their amulets, Lee-John and Ambloome went to Lee-John’s village,
Where a flood, which came from last days warnings caused a massive spillage.
Ambloome used her giant hands to rescue lots of people fast;
While her body held the waters back, until the danger passed.

There was little damaged in the town, and citizens were drying
By their fires that night, with gratitude that they’d been kept from dying;
Since they might have drowned, if Ambloome hadn’t pulled them from the flow.
They had never seen a flood like that before, and couldn’t know.

All the gardens near the coast were full of shrubs and flowers soaking;
And some people, who had lost their breath, had almost gone down choking.
Once she’d helped repair the dam, she met Lee-John’s young friend Braisyde;
And invited him to her world, where some party food was fried.

In the kingdom of the giants, Ambloome’s party celebration
Of her birthday went ahead as planned, with one more invitation.
Now Braisyde was on the guest list too, and found himself enthralled,
In the company of the girls, where giant friendships weren’t forestalled.

They were glad to meet another lad from earth, who wasn’t seeing
Ambloome (unlike Lester and Lee-John), they found themselves agreeing.
There was one, who caught his fancy, and her name was Jenyfer.
He was glad, when she was friendly, as he talked a while with her.

She reminded him of someone from his childhood dreams distinctly.
He recounted what he’d dreamt back then, expressing things succinctly:
He’d been ten years old, and dreamt he’d found a giant girl who played,
With her dolls house. Then he’d been her doll, and never felt afraid.

They’d enjoyed sweet summer friendship, until he had then awoken,
Wishing she’d been real: a secret dream of which he’d never spoken
For the last ten years; until this day (resulting from a flood)
Brought a flood of memories back, which fate had once nipped in the bud.

Lest she merely think that it had simply been coincidental,
He had further evidence, that he was more than sentimental:
In his dream, the girl was Jennifer, though Jenny named for short.
Now the giant’s party nametag had Braisyde’s attention caught.

Her pronunciation was the same, and her long hair was golden,
Like the Jenny of his long lost dream; a fact which would embolden
Him to ask if she was interested, and if his story meant
More than casual conversation’s way to pay a compliment.

Jenyfer explained that she’d been dating someone for a year now.
When she’d tried to change his darker habits, that one wouldn’t hear how
He could treat her with gentility; and so she’d come alone.
Ambloome’s party invitation for them both was never shown.

She had known that things weren’t right, but she’d of late begun despairing
Of the chance of meeting someone who was decent, kind and caring.
Then the story told by Braisyde had reminded her as well
Of a dream, she’d had while teenaged, which she then went on to tell.
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