Two birdies dead
Splayed by their wings
Cut their legs
And ripped their claws
So they would no more sing
The second one fought like a banshee on the loose
Pink of countenance and swelled bosom braced tight
HACK!
slashDown came her head
Tongue lolling out such pretty, pretty red!Such pretty little elbows such sweetly curving calves
And her hips I drag to the
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