A Cat

As a cat I sink a
And I'm too tired to choose
Boredom is a slow treacherous addiction

Don't praise me
Don't tempt me
But steal from me things that I most care about

Bewitching, sly
I've convinced you of my love
Give me the recipe for the cake
Cause I wish to escape
But it's an escape without risk
Another gap to fill
With the raisins and the cinnamon
With the lewd sex on the sofa

Don't kiss me
Don't spoil me

Sunday morning come and wake me up with the fairy tales
Sunday morning come and wake me up with the fairy tales
Sunday morning come and wake me up with the fairy tales



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