Scarlett


She hides behind trees when it is time to fall asleep
Little did she know I was there to lovingly peep.
She cries when she sees that there is no feast
She waddles along with her small little feet

Who is she?

She sleeps all day like a new born sheep
Her breath warm, it rustles deep.
She scratches and bites and acts like a queen
She eats as if she thinks she is lean.

Who is she?

She dangles her belly like a sun kissed Californian's bangles
It sways from side to side, her hairs show tangles

She hears the calling of affection. Food.
Her eyes perk up, a knowling look. She instantly changes her mood.

Who is she?

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