Married to Mary powell, hell entire family moved into the poet's home

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One day, the poet met Mary Powell,
A beautiful woman, with a heart so whole.
They fell in love, their souls entwined,
Deciding to marry, leaving no one behind.

But little did the poet know, he had much to gain,
For along with Mary, her entire family came.
Her parents, siblings, and even cousins too,
Moved into his home, their presence grew.

At first, it was chaotic, a whirlwind of noise,
With so many people, there was little poise.
But as time went on, they found their way,
Living together, in harmony, day by day.

The poet embraced this new family of his,
Each member, with their own unique bliss.
He began to see the beauty in their togetherness,
Creating memories that he would forever bless.

They shared meals, stories, laughter, and tears,
Supporting each other through all the years.
The poet's home became a sanctuary of love,
A place where their spirits soared high above.

Through all the challenges and the strife,
The poet and his family built a beautiful life.
United they stood, through thick and thin,
A bond that no one could ever break in.

So, married to Mary Powell, he found,
A love that expanded, with family all around.
And in their home, happiness reigned supreme,
For together, they lived their beautiful dream.