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 bathed your Tongue
When Bliss disclosed a hundred Toes
And fled with every one
