As I awoke this morning when all sweet things are born,
a Robin perched upon my sill to hail the coming dawn.
The bird was fragile, young and gay.
So sweetly did it sing, that thoughts of joy into my mind did wing.
I chuckled at its cheery song, then came a moments lull.
I gently closed the Window and crushed its fucking Skull~
This GF amazed me with all of her naughty poems!
