| G. Higgins ... 07.22.03 | |||||||||||||
| Owed To A Quiet Tiger | |||||||||||||
She comes to me in satin soft To tempt me with her charms And yielding I into her arms Am safe as she buoys me aloft She comforts me against all doubt And shields me from my pains Weathers all my rants and rains Turns my senses all about So softly when she speaks to me In dulcet tones whereto distract And forgives me for my lack of tact So clearly she does see So strong and tough my Tiger she And after one whole year Rmains by me, near Undaunted and always free And she says SHE needs ME |
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