Lia, Lia, onomatopoeia.
Sometimes I feed you my oranges,
And sometimes not.
When I hold onto your bag,
You get distraught.
Is this because you know not how to convey your emotions?
Of your fondess for bag pulling/holding on to?
If so, my love.
I accept you.
I accept you and your lifestyle.
Because you will always be there for my water,
To quench my thirst.
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