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On one Sad Nightly Afternoon

You Sat and Watched the Moon

Why do you make me Swoon?

You asked our Uncle, Mr Moon,

Without Her Childish Banter,

I feel like a lost Toon,

I want to become her Center,

I am already her Mentor!

Gleeful! Became the Victorious Mood of the Moon,

For He knew how much i also Swoon,

To be Your Queen, My Cuddly Toon!

So He opened the Hidden Box,

That Which Pandora made into a Paradox,

And Out I flew,

Me, The Bestower of Dew!

Me, The Saver of the Wise Few!

Me, The Catwoman who will always Mew,

For Your Eternal Curfew!

My rulers in Hand,

I set about with my Task, That of ruling You, My Man!

I make it Clear,

That You shall  be my Seer,

Without any other Peer,

For my love is Sincere

And my Jealousy Severe!

Happy became your Heart

To watch your other Part

Trying with all Her Might,

To get your Attention

And Bring you to Light

Of Her Intense Captivation for your Concoction!

Amused became your Mood,

To see the Queen of Queens

Dropping her Hood,

And Fighting with her Claws for your Skin

In Your Heart, you know you will not be Crude

Even if you like to Pretend to be Rude

Even if you like to Pretend,

That you are not Affected

Not the least bit Tormented

By all my mewings without an End!

Proud will be your Soul,

To Bind me in Wedlock,

As Your Own Mate of Soul,

But Darling, You have Forgotten,

I am since the dawn of Ages, your Vixen!

I am not your Soulmate,

I am Your AlienMate,

I am Your Cosmic Mate,

I am Your Transcendental Mate,

I am Your Eternal Mate,

I am Your Most Loving Mate,

And, Most Importantly, I am Your Playmate!

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