Shake

Sweetheart, it seems that a simple cowboy could touch your heart.
Let me say that is quite interesting.

Now sweety, let me tell you of a place I came upon during my own travels.

This place was deep in the jungle. A huge, broken structure; bricks laying everywhere. Even the air was dusty from all the rubbish. It appeared to be an old location of a coliseum. The foliage had taken over; the standing walls having vines striping up the sides.

Then out from a pile of bricks, a young boy, not even ten years old, crawled out from his tiny, dirty home. His face was covered in scratches and dust.

He walked up and hugged me. I felt his tiny hands ruffling my feathers.

The boy whispered in my ear a bit of wisdom,

"Lady, I must tell you. Your tongue never sits comfortably in your mouth."

Then he walked back and hid back in his little brick shelter.

Now my sweethearted lover, that kind of advice should be taken into consideration. Please never forget this story, dear.