Be I jealous of the fear the nonsense the Wulf puts in you But pity is off limits here you put me in decent fear I speed along the bowerpaths, through chokecherry scrub that wants me too... It reaches out like Bedlam loons. Be I secretive to survive cause a dog is lusting on my scent I spray hard upon the bee hive, flys gather there, lay eggs inside The Hunter breathes deep my leavings, fly eggs fall in his pock-nose dents...The hive livens and hunts him down as Ive sent. Be I willful with my manner milkfull girls wont make me crave. Be I small inside my stature unreasoned fear is what Im after My shrunken gut decides confusion from bowerpaths I wont be swayed...Less fly tricked and on me their eggs do lay. The air fall to the ground again This cat falls and is falteringly human Cat call I have heard the she-cats calling compete and bark for my strut I see Three Hunters now approaching I cant hide while she-cats sing That boy he wants to be companioned but girls has got me in their rut... Human feelings I cant shut. The air fall to the ground again This cat falls and is falteringly human.