Felineman
Death by misfortune
The sky was blue
The moon was high
We were alone
Just her and I
Her hair was black
Her eyes were blue
She knew just what
She wanted me to do
Her face was good
Her body was fine
I ran my fingers
Down her spine
So with courage
I did my best
I put my hand
Upon her breast
I trembled with shock
I felt her heart
Slowly I spread
Her legs apart
I knew she was ready
But I didn't know how
It was my first experience
At milking a cow
The moon was high
We were alone
Just her and I
Her hair was black
Her eyes were blue
She knew just what
She wanted me to do
Her face was good
Her body was fine
I ran my fingers
Down her spine
So with courage
I did my best
I put my hand
Upon her breast
I trembled with shock
I felt her heart
Slowly I spread
Her legs apart
I knew she was ready
But I didn't know how
It was my first experience
At milking a cow


