Do not speak too soon, or too often
Hum a little....Mmmmm....de.dum dum dum
Pour yourself into a nearby space
Like water into a jug
And let me settle,
A dropped bangle, rolling
I do not respond to endearments,
Cajoling or stalking
I loll in the sun, not feeling the urge
To knead your ego like dough
On silken paws, I slither round confrontation
Hum a little...Mmmmmm....de dum dum dum
You may intrigue me
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