Queen of the beast
A perculiar beast dwells within
She has to be kept caged
Please do not release her
Her passion is driven by rage
Out she'll come with no help
There is no need to provoke
Her lust and hunger drives her
Her fire, you need not stoke
Howls, snarls, chirps and growls
Passion's heat hits like a summer flood
She nips and claws at flesh with pleasure
But yet she draws no blood
The call of the wild, it drives her
To great lengths of body and mind
That no one could ever imagine
What she does will blow your mind
Her face now seems so peaceful
Like she's a harmless cat
but then she'll grab hold of you
And thats the end of that