If I could, I would. Lay and wait.
For you, my sweet Cara.
Wait for you to come down from your weird UFO ship saucer thing that you probably, like live in with Michelle and Rih and Rita.
I would spread my little Babe legs.
We could scissor if you want.
Or just eat. I wouldn’t, you probably wouldn’t either. But we could look at each other looking at food and that would be enough for me.