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In the peaceful yard, where Dandy ruled with might,

A newcomer arrived, a pigeon pure and bright.

Clay was his name, innocent and unversed,

Unaware of the Fight Club, where battles immersed.

Clueless of the dynamics, he fluttered in delight,

But fate had a different plan, hidden from sight.

Confronted by Dandy, Clay froze in surprise,

Not knowing the challenge that awaited his skies.