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Love To Be Eaten By a Puma

The puma is so sleek and black I have no doubt he’d break my back And carry me off to feed his cubs They would love my fat and chubs. The puma would come in the night And grab my neck and hold me tight I would lose my life but who cares? I would get to see his puma lairs. The puma’s eyes would be so green. In the woods, he’d not be seen. He’d grab me up so amazingly fast. I would not very quickly last.

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 7/8/2019 8:49:00 PM

A cool one! Your love of animals apparent!

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 7/8/2019 10:54:00 PM

I adore them; my niece scared me to death once explaining that when you are camping you better know that if mountain lions or puma is around it breaks your back first, so you lie helpless while it starts on your head.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 7/8/2019 4:45:00 PM

I would like to be eaten by a cougar but sadly they only go after young men.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 7/8/2019 10:54:00 PM

Hilarious!