Stuffed

 I put two yellow peepers in an owl.

Wow.
 I fix the grin of Crocodile.

Spiv.
 I sew the slither of an eel.
 
I jerk, kick-start, the back hooves of a mule.

Wild.
 I hold the red rag to a bull.

Mad.
 I spread the feathers of a gull.


I screw a tight snarl to a weasel.

Fierce.
 I stitch the flippers on a seal.

Splayed.
 I pierce the heartbeat of a quail.


I like her to be naked and to kneel.

Tame.
 My motionless, my living doll.

Mute.
 And afterwards I like her not to tell.

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