Feeties

He will tire you till you fag, / And your little feeties lag— / So never be alone with the Wild Wind Wag.

I wish you could hear her say her prayer, “Father-Mother, God loving me, / Watch me while I sleep; / Guide my little feeties up to Thee.”

Cheekies so chubby and feeties so fatty that I feared total strangers would be unable to resist eating her up when they passed by on the street.