She sights a Bird - she chuckles - <br />She flattens - then she crawls - <br />She runs without the look of feet - <br />Her eyes increase to Balls - <br /> <br />Her Jaws stir - twitching - hungry - <br />Her Teeth can hardly stand - <br />She leaps, but Robin leaped the first - <br />Ah, Pussy, of the Sand, <br /> <br />The Hopes so juicy ripening - <br />You almost bathed your Tongue - <br />When Bliss disclosed a hundred Toes - <br />And fled with every one -<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cat-2/
