Note By Vera Polozkova Translation
For breakfast what's better, mama?
Yogurt? Grenadine and cologne!
Promise to live with no drama
And live alone.
All words with lies are intertwined
For words you are held liable
Please, try not to multiply lies
And keep silently viable
With a stetoskope God-in-chief
Hears that inside it's dark and cold.
Forbid yourself towering grief
So you'll be heard.
Copyright © Agatha Jetaime | Year Posted 2015
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