There’s purr and mew for me and you
and heels and pussy-tail.
There’s gloves and taunts in panther-haunts,
there’s whip, and weep, and wail.
There’s pussy-hips and pussy-lips,
there’s pout, and lick, and kiss.
There’s ears and eyes, surprise, and sighs,
there’s scratch, and bite, and hiss!
Those leopard-spotted fingertoots
upon your leotard –
This huntress fingers Puss-in-Boots
– well ‘ard, me girl, well ‘ard!













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