Anti-Sadist Poem

My aunt Belle, please,
I am not sadist,
But in the interesting world
Of poetry-daily
They all have money and
Interesting joke,
I don't even eat, drink, read
And talk,
Please, pick up me, mainly!
Please, also as the real door
But now and maybe at the book store
Again not hard but knock me,
And always after drug of rain
The sun of good weather
Will shine again and again!
Please, now connect me
With you and me,
With poetry
And tree
Of 1, 2 and three
Free citizen Nokia family
Fanly...
Only up!
Moving up
In the sky with 'svoboda'
Freedom
Let imagine that our 'priroda'
Nature
Will live in peace, love and harmony
'Navsegda'
Forever!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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