She Sights A Bird'she Chuckles

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She sights a Bird-she chuckles-
She flattens-then she crawls-
She runs without the look of feet-
Her eyes increase to Balls-

Her Jaws stir-twitching-hungry-
Her Teeth can hardly stand-
She leaps, but Robin leaped the first-
Ah, Pussy, of the Sand,

The Hopes so juicy ripening-
You almost bather your Tongue-
When Bliss disclosed a hundred Toes-
And fled with every one-

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