From time to time, I have to write a poem about life and things happening to me, my friends or to complete strangers. After all, a world is, looking from the bright side, beautiful ...
and of course, most of life isn't real.
Thank god for snow
i was Darth You were on fire danced then triped the wire and talked a lot.
Next day we could not wait we had a dinner, what a date. then there was snow, nice body, nice soul. you did not come we go again ? you stayed i snore.
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