My flaming petty pretty Princess
Without you there, I'm in a mess
If there was never such the bless
My heart would burst; this i confess
You are my bitty little kitty
when your around my body's jitty
I met you late, its such a pitty
so cute and small your o-so witty
My roasting mini Ginger Bread
eyes are dark, but far from dead
upon my chest, I lay your head
When you, Im with, my passions fed
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