Lady Death
she came in discreet way to me
and asked me
are you going with me?
negligent and rude
I told her
I can't, sorry,
but I have so many laundry and so many bills
to be paid without delay
but certainly
for sure
I'll release myself, only to have a little patience
she sat down on a chair and said
there is no problem
I'm waiting
solve quickly what you have to solve
because the interval in which the traffic is quieter
is small
then comes the madness
something you will not face, believe me
you didn't learn on time
to get rich
to scream
to shout
you didn't like when you were a kid, when you were a teenager
when you were in shape
to attend meetings, meetings, boring events
you won't even like it now. it's hard, you'll be spit
expelled
you will be too old for all this
you will also be an "old sucker"
which everyone will laugh at
I'd like to spare you all this, hurry up a little
I look at her face
and I don't believe what she says
poppies also grow on the heap
and what a bright color they have
hey, why do you mourn for me?
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