Tom Cat
I'm cunning and curious much to my delight I lay at home in the day I go out to play at night on the prowl, looking for prey the scent of perfume arouses stimulating in such a way. My desire is dangerous my appetite is vicious a taste of you, so delicious in the shadows I wait, still as a statue purring gently, waiting to catch you after I made my "kill" it's on to another thrill. Over excessive vanity there is no need to doubt it I do what I want there is no doing anything about it!
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