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On the hunt
She's looking for a master who can treat
A princess to the parts that she'd expect
The perfect owner would: he loves each beat
Of her young heart; he makes a girl reflect
On how it feels to be so special, as
He builds her up - his presence is her dream;
And she can smile, for all the other jazz
Can be forgotten. Master is the cream
Who makes her day and rises to the top
Of the esteem she'd offer to the right
Man, who makes her dance and will not stop
Encouragement until she finds delight;
She's looking for her owner and, it's sure,
When she finds him, she will be her sir's whore.
A princess to the parts that she'd expect
The perfect owner would: he loves each beat
Of her young heart; he makes a girl reflect
On how it feels to be so special, as
He builds her up - his presence is her dream;
And she can smile, for all the other jazz
Can be forgotten. Master is the cream
Who makes her day and rises to the top
Of the esteem she'd offer to the right
Man, who makes her dance and will not stop
Encouragement until she finds delight;
She's looking for her owner and, it's sure,
When she finds him, she will be her sir's whore.
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