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Les Nibbs Oct 2013
male
These hues of yours, some finery,
I'm single, alone, come nest with me,
of choicest worms, I share with thee,
a promise, for eternity.

female
Tis some worm I want, or juicy pear,
of these, and others, will you share,
with chicks and mate, my loving care,
Some dolting fool, I can not bear.

male
Sharp, thou art, with gnashing beak,
tis wise, to ponder, fore you speak,
known not was, of that I seek,
best advice, your right, to peek.

female
Ah. Stealthy comes this cat, to maul
which of us, a fateful call,
but safe we seem, and perchance you fall,
then choke that cat, on a male feather ball.
Les Nibbs Oct 2013
My lover's head asleep does rest,
upon sweet cloud, my ivory breast,
his warmth of breath I no longer feel,
I hear his heart, it beats so still.

My tears anoint those lips I kissed,
he lays with me, he is not missed.
Strange, is warm, but he grows cold.
I bring him close, within my hold.

My prince does sleep, I see his smile,
such joy I give, for such short while,
my soul does mourn, It has not cried,
for he dreams long dreams. He has not died.

— The End —