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tranquil-
ly down the trail
Yes, she will get lost
that fact will never fail.

She'll swear
she found a
bushy, little
tail, she'll want
a closer
look.

But within the
search, she'll forget
the steps that she did
took.

She will say she found it
though, those brilliant green
eyes and her vibrant blue had
met.

It didn't matter,
his teeth were sharp,
she had no reason to
fret.

For some reason,
they peacefully
shared the same
space.

Maybe it was because
He saw her, oh so full
of grace.

She did not need to pace
instead she showed her
pretty little
flower.

She could see it
in his smile,
he wanted to
playfully
race.

And so she turned the dial
turning into a baby
crocodile
teeming
in the stream.

Ready to get
wet and wild?
i'll meet you
in between.

Aw *** on
tell me
how it is
how do you do it?
Perfectly plot and scheme.
Written by
stone the bear
575
   Johnny Davis and ---
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