Mine Little's Miss
.
When I was little
I’d look down
and i'd
see hern tiny
her auburn flowing tresses
the pixy’s eyne beaming staring up
her trembling
lips lisping longing
for mine kiss
When I was little
I’d feel hern pixy cute
when 'gainst mine chest
hern nymph’s
warm
When I was little
I looked down into hern tiny
and promised her
my love
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