VII
My name is Ro
And I’m an eagle toy.
I’m a girl and with joy
I play with all those
Who like me and my friends.
But the childhood ends
And so did mine.
I felt in love some time
Ago and now I know
Why people suffer or are very happy
When they are in love.
I’m not above
All this and love is the same
For eagle boys and men.
The eagle I love
Belongs to a boy
Which loves my possessor
A girl which was my living treasure
Right until now. I hope I will be kissed
From the one that I missed,
Maybe three times
And then me and my owner can be the
wives
Of the boys we love and desire.
Life, don’t put me to long on the fire!