This lovely girl.
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There she stood
There she stood in front of me,
Tall as a leaning tower of Pisa
Then she swooped down,
To see whether I was sleeping.
She must have found no reactions,
Then she sat down,
With crossed legs,
On her face a frown,
As I opened my eyes casually,
She gave me a smile,
What was I doing all this while?
She seemed to enquire,
With crossed arms and legs,
Then she smelled,
I wasn’t alone,
From eye contact,
She suddenly fled.
There she then continued to sit,
Casually opposite me,
Once in a way casually,
Still eying,
That I could see.
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