with other robins, out of nest
where he appreciates a breast
and structures, soft and erogenic
to please his rather androgenic
hormonal mediated mind
A robin so they say, loves blind
thus it would matter that there be
appendages, like breasts, a vee
but colour, no my feathered friend,
but, breast is bestest, in the end.
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