Look at me,
Full of frills.
My milk skin
Gives you thrills.
Spinning around,
I show my treasure.
I know quite little,
But you,
Know better.
I obey and play,
On the bed I lay.
In your arms I sway,
On the shelf,
I stay.
Nov 24, 2023
Nov 24, 2023 at 3:55 PM UTC
Look at me,
Full of frills.
My milk skin
Gives you thrills.
Spinning around,
I show my treasure.
I know quite little,
But you,
Know better.
I obey and play,
On the bed I lay.
In your arms I sway,
On the shelf,
I stay.
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