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Muerte De Anto?ito El Camborio

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 Voces de muerte sonaron
cerca del Guadalquivir.
Voces antiguas que cercan voz de clavel varonil.
Les clav? sobre las botas mordiscos de jabal?.
En la lucha daba saltos jabonados de delf?n.
Ba?o con sangre enemiga su corbata carmes?, pero eran cuatro pu?ales y tuvo que sucumbir.
Cuando las estrellas clavan rejones al agua gris, cuando los erales sue?an ver?nicas de alhel?, voces de muerte sonaron cerca del Guadalquivir.
Antonio Torres Heredia, Camborio de dura crin, moreno de verde luna, voz de clavel varonil: ?qui?n te ha quitado la vida cerca del Guadalquivir? Mis cuatro primos Heredias hijos de Benamej?.
Lo que en otros no envidiaban, ya lo envidiaban en m?.
Zapatos color corinto, medallones de marfil, y este cutis amasado con aceituna y jazm?n.
?Ay Anto?ito el Camborio, digno de una Emperatriz! Acu?rate de la Virgen porque te vas a morir.
?Ay Federico Garc?a, llama a la Guardia Civil! Ya mi talle se ha quebrado como ca?a de ma?z.
Tres golpes de sangre tuvo y se muri? de perfil.
Viva moneda que nunca se volver? a repetir.
Un ?ngel marchoso pone su cabeza en un coj?n.
Otros de rubor cansado, encendieron un candil.
Y cuando los cuatro primos llegan a Benamej?, voces de muerte cesaron cerca del Guadalquivir.

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