What Will Happen Next
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two birds sitting on a stump.
He looks at her and says, "want to have some fun"?
Her reply was a quiet one she said, "sure lets get it on."
As they played so gracefully as one.
He asked if she was done torturing him so?
for all he wants is her for once.
She said yes I agree and the two of them
made magic right there on the stump they had met on.
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