By B.K.
Date: 2002 Apr 28
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A Wild Cat's Eyes

If you rub her shoulders
She’ll sing for you
If you stroke her head
She’ll cry
When a man touches
The small of a woman’s back
It makes every angel sigh
If you massage her feet
She’ll follow you anywhere
But here’s the warning
You should beware
Follow the directions
Nice and slow
Here’s the one thing
You need to know
Don’t touch the inside
Of her inner thigh
Till your woman’s purring sable
And you know you’re
Ready willing and able
To look right into
A wild cat’s eyes