A high fever and hot blood
About mountains it is useless to argue
And began pacing back and forth in its cage
Clear, pretty sure they're green
Half-closed to focus better on the drawing
He heard that there were other places
He is alone. It is Christmas
I am a man now
If you had made it smaller
Mummy and Daddy, in various disguises
Quiet at first, stretched out in its cage
Remember the dark wood
She looks at her subject
She was having trouble with the shading in her drawing
The black panther at the zoo
The curtains have been drawn
The girl made a noise with her easel and her chair
The machines are laughing
The panther spotted her
The view from half-way is nobody's view
There is no time here
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