Tie both hands to that arrow-stick
Get your dirty paws off my new skirt
"Shake out that tangled hair mess"
Then we can go sleep under the tree-tent.
I am fearless-
Today I ran from everything
Later I will look at art
Tomorrow is the stomping ground for the groundhog-
"What happens when he sees his shadow?"
I hop you'll love me even more
I hope you'll help me wash my hair-mess.
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