The more she blush, the more she diddle,

So wet, so kyoot, so sweet.

I love it when she shows me her kitty and kaboodle,

I touch her, and she goes "TWEET!".

This bird is a hippie, this bird is a dippie,

This bird is kinda tweety with her pouty bottom lippie.

She misses her Daddy, she misses his lappie;

She misses how they koo, and make each other happy.

I love to make her blush, I love to watch her diddle,

So dampy, so vampy, so sweet.

I love it when she opens her kitty and kaboodle,

Daddy loves the feel and taste of her Tweet.

Little dove, she flits, little love, she floats,

This bird, she flies and she flirts.

Cheeky with her beaky, refuses to wear panties

When flying around in shorty-short skirts.

She's blushy with her plushie, this little loves to diddle,

Her Kandy is just so soft and sweet.

She chirps like a little loonie, puts my hands on her poonie,

And all I hear is "TWEET<>TWEET<>TWEET<>TWEET!!!"